Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Pre-K, here we come!







Yesterday during lunch, Ms. Jo Ann asked the kids what they want to be when they grow up? She told me many of the kids gave typical stock answers like a doctor or a movie star or a singer. She said that Hadley declared, "I want to be a witch!" She thought this was hilarious. I immediately called Doug as I pulled out of the parking lot to relay the story to him. After his initial chuckle he said, "She is my kid that girl!" In other words, we will support Hadley in whatever she decides to be. Even a witch.



Monday, August 22, 2011

In their eyes...

Hadley, me & Buddy (poor Buddy's head got cut off)




Pirate Delaney who obviously found it unimportant to stand still while being photographed all while Hadley's finger is blocking part of the lens.




Buddy




Hadley & Mittens




Hadley modeling their play jewelry & accessories



(I tried to explain that it's easier to take pictures if you're not moving around at the same time)


Delaney's favorite stuffed shark "Hammy" & me smooching



Buddy walking down the stairs (duh)



Hadley's bed & her favorite stuffed toys (her FROGS!)



In their eyes, this is what the world looks like. Toys. Dogs. Mommy. Sisters. The girls have really been into taking pictures lately. They have their own camera but unfortunately the battery is dead and I'm obviously too lazy to replace it. So I agreed they could borrow my camera for a little while and off they scampered giggling and giddy with all the picture taking they could do with a "grown up" camera. It seems that big sister did most of the picture taking. Hadley didn't seem to mind posing with all the various toys and shenanigans. I even stopped to pose for a few myself (side note: I realize I look like hell in both pictures but we had just gotten home from a trip to the lake so I was freshly showered and that was the extent of it). Even though the pictures turned out horrible, the girls had a blast & loved seeing their pictures on the computer. They keep pestering me to borrow it again and I wish I could refuse them with the line "you might break it" but considering it's ghetto-rigged because of ME, seems like a silly & useless thing to say. It will make a nice hand-me-down.


Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Me and my little...



















































Today Hadley and I ventured over to the Yellow River Game Ranch near Stone Mountain. We first visited this place last fall and fell in love BIG time. If you've never been it's definitely worth the trip. Since big sis has been back at school for a few weeks now, Hadley and I have been trying to keep busy. I realized the other day that this is our last summer where I will be left with a preschooler to entertain for a bit longer. Next summer I will send not one but two sweet girls off to elementary school. Like everything else, I'm sure it will be here before you know it. So I have been determined for us to really enjoy these weeks together, just me and my little. Because as we know, all good things must come to an end. While the thought of both girls at elementary school seems exciting, it's a little bittersweet for me. I will have no one left at home to care for and it will be just me. And while I know I will bask in the glory of having a minute to myself, my days will be forever changed.



Sunday, August 7, 2011

Judy Blume, how could you?

If there is one thing that Delaney and I have in common, it's our love of books & reading. I have read to both girls since the day they made their way into the world. Delaney learned to read before she went off to Kindergarten and I'm struck by how advanced and how well she can read. Something new she started over the summer was taking an interest in reading "chapter" books. While she still enjoys books with pictures in them (she is only 6 I keep reminding myself), she has really taken to reading snippets throughout the day and marking her place with her trusty bookmark. The first book she tackled was a Winnie the Pooh book that had well over 100 pages. She read it nonstop and finished within 24 hours. Sometimes when I'm taking a minute to myself to read, she'll grab her book and curl up beside me to read her own book.

At night we've been setting aside a special chapter book to read together when I put her to bed. Our most recent pick was a favorite of mine from childhood that I saved for my girls. Superfudge by Judy Blume. Delaney allows me to read it to her which is nice considering I haven't been able to do so since she started reading for herself. Last night we opened it to Chapter 10 ~ Santa Who? Right there that should have sent up a red flag. Course I haven't read this book since middle school so I couldn't friggin remember what happens. So I'm reading and as I'm reading I look ahead every now and again to make sure there is nothing completely inappropriate considering Delaney is only 6 and this book's target audience is probably more late elementary early middle schoolish. This is what I see before it comes out of my mouth:

"When I got home that afternoon, I cornered my mother. "I don't think it's a good idea for you to let him go on believing in Santa. He thinks you can get whatever you want by just asking. He doesn't know about people who can't afford to buy presents. You should do something about that. After all, you told him about where babies come from. How can a kid that knows where babies come from still believe in Santa?"

"I don't see what one thing has to do with the other," Mom said. "But I do agree that sooner or later he'll have to learn that Santa is just an idea." She sighed. "But for now, he's so enthusiastic and the idea of Santa is just so lovely that Daddy and I have decided it can't possibly hurt. So please go along with us for a while, Peter."

When I saw what was coming, I started a coughing fit which was part real (because I was caught off guard) and part fake as I needed a diversion. Delaney didn't seem to notice that we skipped most of that page so I read on thanking God that I caught it in time. We come to the end of the chapter when I start to read and stop. This is what I see:

"All that Santa stuff..."

I put down my instruction manual and looked at him. "What do you mean, all that Santa stuff?"

"I know there's no Santa," he said.

"Since when do you know?"

"Since always."

"You don't believe in Santa?" I asked.

He laughed. "No...not ever!"

"Then why..."

"Because Mommy and Daddy think I believe in him...so I pretend."

Oh holy shit! And Delaney is peering over my shoulder to see why I've stopped reading. I snatch up the book and back away towards her door.

"What's wrong mommy? Why aren't you finishing the page?"

Now I hate to lie to her but the thought of her magical-I-believe-in-Santa face going away forever bears too much for me.

"There's a bad word on this page and I don't want you to hear it."

"But isn't that a kids book?"

"Yes it is." Shit. "It's just that it's written for older elementary kids and you're in the younger elementary grades making it inappropriate for you to read." Gulp. Is she seeing through me? I feel like I'm sweating a bit. Actually more than a bit.

"Oh. Okay."

She goes downstairs to kiss Doug goodnight. I have taken Superfudge out of her room because I know she will definitely go back and read what I have skipped if left in her clutches. Another reminder to me that while Delaney is extremely mature for a 6 year old, letting her read a bit more mature book almost cost us both something that we would never be able to get back. The innocence and sweetness that comes with believing with all your heart in Santa Claus. To think we almost lost that, makes me want to cry.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Growing up...



What better way to start 1st grade than to get your ears pierced? None! For two years I have on & off asked my precious first-born daughter if she was ready to do the deed. "No mommy, it will hurt!" I tried reassuring her that it's only a pinch and then it's over. This past year I noticed that almost all of her friends already had theirs done & thought this might bolster her confidence. "I talked to Emily & Indya. Emily said it didn't hurt. Indya told me it did hurt. I don't know who to trust mommy!" Either way, it didn't really bother me. I figured she would take the plunge when ready. Yesterday she was sorting through some earrings of mine & together we stumbled upon my old earrings I had when I was her age. She became very interested. Delaney was even more excited after she dug up my lizard & turtle earrings that I'm sure I wore in high school. "Do you want to get your ears pierced now?" She looked at the earrings & looked up into my eyes and said, "Yes. I'm ready." I was stunned. I really didn't expect that answer at all. "Do you want to go today?" She ponders this & says, "No. How about tomorrow?"






All smiles prior to anything being done!






Finding the perfect spots!




Doesn't this break your heart? Well...it broke mine! She never screamed or cried but after the first earring pierced her ear, her eyes welled up with tears and she looked at me & said, "That hurt momma." I wanted to throw my arms around her but I could tell she was trying to be brave and not draw any attention to herself. "You are being so brave Delaney!"




After the ordeal was over she was all smiles! The earrings she chose were her birthstone (November). She's already got her eye on horse earrings that I've promised her she can try out in a few months.




My big 1st grader! My first-born girl is growing up...