Friday, July 20, 2012

Ta-dah! Dueces

Yay me!  I came back for a second time and it didn't take me weeks...ok more like months to do it!  Doing a boogie woogie chair dance. =) today I have two thoughts.  First thing that made me want to get out here was my pride in figuring out what I think of as a great learning experience for Miss A.  She has airhead disease (otherwise known as ADD in girls) and is very prone to forgetting to do things or not completing them before moving on to others.  It makes it very difficult not to "punish" her for these things (like leaving the fridge door open, the garage door, leaving homework unfinished on your desk, leaving finished homework that you worked on for 2 hours sitting on the kitchen table) but at some point its just got to have something done.  I come out of my meetings to grab me some lunch.  And what do I find?  The milk sitting on the kitchen table!!!  Along with a full juicie (Capri sun thing for those not in the know).  And the bowl sitting on the counter.  I was angry!  This made me angry because she had come and asked to go have lunch with a friend and I said fine, just make sure everything has been picked up.  So my choices on seeing this are 1. Outright defiance or 2. Her brain went in one direction and she got distracted.  I gave her the benefit of doubt and went with 2.  So her learning experience is...picking up a bucket of rocks!  We have a bunch of small rocks around our back yard from the rock bed that used to be around our tree and from the dirt we've had brought in.  I explained to her that I want dirt.  No sticks.  ROCKS.  This will take her some time to do.  And make her pay attention to what she's doing.  Brilliance in my mind.  Feel free to comment on ways you've given your children out of the box learning experiences!

Now...thing two.  Is anyone else annoyed by the Motts for Tots commercial?  They start it off with cute lil munchkins talking about how they know their Mom loves them, then segue/segway(not sure how thats spelled but you get the gist) into how, if you love your toddler, you'll give them Motts for Tots.  Just annoys me.  Frankly I think if you love your child you make sure they get food period.  And water.  And a roof over their head.  And a place to sleep.  I know this, because I looked it up.  The State of Texas told me so.  And I remind Miss A that that is all I have to do.   Oh, I also have to make sure she goes to school in some way shape or form.  Not give her Motts.  For tots or otherwise. 

LGFN!  (Just as a reminder, LGFN is Later Gator for Now!  See my first post for my brilliance in deciding on this vs TTFN) =D

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Bloggedy Blogg Blogg Blogg

As much as I love reading bloggs, you'd think I'd be better at writing mine.  Nope.  Inconsistent as all get out.  And I promise I am constantly thinking, Ooooo!  I should write that down in a blogg later.  That is some funny stuff running around in the old cranium.  But...then I don't.  And I forget.  Til something new and funny pops up.  Such is the life.  But...on to other things.

It's now 2/3 of the way through summer.  That is such a weird thing to wrap my brain around because that means that it is now 1/2 of the way through the year.  We went and registered Miss A for her new school and I can't believe she is already in 8th grade.  Its just odd.  I updated my blogg picture so you could marvel at her growth of the last 2 years.  Also notice my shrinkage.  Especially in the face.  But anywho.  Eighth grade is such a milestone year.  First full year as a teenager in school.  High school just around the corner but still a lot of moments of little kid left to have.  We've already broken the boyfriend barrier and I think she learned a lot, some of it the hard way.  But I think those lessons can only be learned that way.  She is such an only child.  IMHO, only children are a very special breed.  They are this weird combination of adult and child all wrapped up in one space.  For Aleisa, she's been like that since she was around 4.  People would marvel at having conversations with her that it's "just like talking to a grown up!".  That has definitely become a curse because now that she THINKS she's a grownup....lets just stick with the its a curse thing, lol.  It's interesting to watch her interact as she has a fantastically wonderful inner child.  She has no problem getting down and playing in the dirt or Barbies or whatever it is that the younger children want to do. Then there are the times when she's all like "Oh I want to see Magic Mike so bad!"!?!  I am so NOT letting my 13 year old watch a movie about strippers.  Are you f-ing crazy?  Such is the dichotomy of our lives.  But I can count on her to understand things ("Sorry honey, but its just not in the budget right now.  If you want to go mow a yard or something, you can earn it for yourself.") and I am trying really hard to keep the line of communication open about S3X. God, its awful and awkward but necessary.  I vomit a little everytime I hear her say that she heard so and so did this or that.  If we could just shrink wrap them til they are out of college, life would be so much easier!!!  Instead, I get to say things like "Yes, drinking is fun.  But you've seen how stupid people look when they drink too much.  And you don't have to drink to have fun, look at Mom." (and before you roll off your chair laughing at how I'm lying, it is the truth.  I have a ton of fun without drinking.  Yes I have a ton more when I do drink but it just doesn't happen all that often anymore.  Because somebody around here has to be responsible and laugh at all the dumbassedness that goes on when folks get stupid ;-)  )  Or my favorite, thanks to Khloee Kardashian, is "Remember, every time someone has s3x with someone, they are saying "Why yes, I am ok spending the rest of my life tied to you in some way shape or form, even if it means talking in an angry whisper because you missed your child support payment again and I don't want our kid to know I'm talking bad about their Dad".  Remember I said awful and awkward?  It's funny sometimes too =)

I think that's all I've got to say about that.  Life is like a box chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.  And if you get that nasty disgusting cherry one, spit that shit out real fast and grab another one.  It might be full of nuts...and yes, I meant that. lol