Well, considering it is now the 11th of January, a new year has officially begun. Happy New Year!! I think new years is really the only time when we stop and think about new years resolutions, why else would they be called new years...unless you want to go by a physical year, which would be October...but I digress. You think about what you want to improve upon, or change, to really make this year really awesome, and one you will never forget.
There is so much "new" at this time of year, new toys, new temperature, new options. It all never stops amazing me that there is always so much new to take in, and I think having a one year old helps me realize that.
Considering I have been sick since Christmas Eve, I'm thinking I'm past the point of resolutions and making this year awesome. At any rate, I think just because, I entertained myself and made some resolutions of my own, which included the following:
1. Running. In my earlier days, this would have been a no brainer, as I was one heck of a track star. Now that I am approaching 35, this is a whole new ball game. I think that this will be my easy outlet, as I am trying to find one that is close to home and cheap. Still, I am determined.
2. Be nicer to my girls. I'm not sure what has been the cause lately, but Sadie and I have really had some arguments that I would care to not have to be bothered with anymore. We seem to argue more and more, and I really haven't prepared myself for this, because I wasn't anticipating any of this until she reached 12. Granted, she is stubborn and independent, and those are two qualities I am not only proud of, but guilty of, but the butting of heads has to stop. So for that reason, I am determined.
3. Eat healthier. I'm not a completely bad eater, but I could be better. We have a veggie for dinner 9 times out of 10, and sometimes for lunch, but there is always room for improvement. I think it would all do us some good, and the girls are actually starting to get a kick out of eating frozen peas as a snack now.
4. Laugh more. I think because I have been kinda down in the dumps for a bit now, I have come to the conclusion that laughter is the best medicine. I want Sadie and Eryn to laugh, and I think we do a pretty good job of that, but still, there is always room for improvement. No one died of laughing too much, right? We just had to place a new rule at the dinner table, no laughing with food in your mouth. Of course, Sadie will come up with some way to maneuver this, which she usually comes up with something comical only a 3 year old can get away with, and by that time, we are all laughing.
I think a lot of people see this time as a time to reflect, and make changes, as needed. Of course, some people just wake up one day and want to go through the drastic change in the middle of March, but to each his own.
Ahhh......the things my children make me do.....Just last night, Sadie held out her dirty underwear to Eryn and said, " Here Eryn, smell this!"
S and E
Sadie and Eryn
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Monday, November 14, 2011
Busy
It has been a long time that I have written anything new, obviously. I can always say that time has gotten away from me, and I didn't have the time. I do find more and more often that I do have less and less time to myself. But then when I think about the time I do have to myself, I often don't want to be alone. Crazy, right?
It has been very busy around here. Sadie is now 3 1/2 and going to school every day, every morning. Eryn is 1 1/2, and loves her sister so much. It is truly amazing to watch her unconditional love just unfold before my eyes.
So you would think that with one in school all the time, I have even more time to myself, you are sadly mistaken. I get less done in a shorter amount of time. Maybe I should look into time management, and see if being more organized would help the situation. I would like to think of myself as an organized individual, but I must have gone wrong somewhere, because I am complaining that I don't have the time to do something.
For those of you that don't have children, or if it has been awhile since you have had little children, let me give you a glimpse of what I have accomplished thus far, and the day is only half over. I was woken up by Sadie, who had taken her pajamas off, tapping me on the face telling me that it was time to get up, and read her calendar. Her calendar is on the fridge, and from school, and lets her know what she was going to do in school today. Today happens to be music day. She is excited and starts clapping her hands, and gives me a big hug telling me, "Thank you Momma for my music class." Then while I get her some juice, she goes back to her bedroom to pick out the summer dress she wants to wear to school, and not the outfit I picked out, because she doesn't want to wear black, and she doesn't want to wear pants and look like a boy. While I am trying to explain to her that wearing pants does not mean she looks like a boy but rather she can do down the slide at school at a super fast rate of speed without her latest boyfriend seeing her tinkerbell underwear, she pouts, and tells me I am mean. I then secretly go into her room and remove all of the other summer dresses and put them in a tupperware container to be put in the attic to save for Eryn in a few years. I then come back into the tv room to find that Sadie has decided to start getting dressed herself, with the outfit I picked out. She has her pants on, backwards, and her shirt is on inside out. She is in the process of putting her socks on, and her shoes, on the wrong feet. I just sigh, and ask her what she wants for breakfast. She says" Nothing." I go into the kitchen and get her a banana. She takes it and starts to eat it. I then ask her what she wants for lunch. (On Mondays, she gets to eat lunch at school.) Sadie tells me, " I want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but no jelly." I laugh. I am in the kitchen making her lunch when I hear Sadie say, "Hi Babee! Momma, Eryn is nakey!" I look to find Eryn exactly that, not even a diaper on. Now, I start thinking to my self if I really did put pajamas on her, because I know that we did get home late last night. As I walk back to Eryn's room, I did find proof that she did have pajamas on at one point, and yes a diaper. Eryn followed me back to her room, says very pleasantly, "Momma" and proceeds to give me a big hug...and then pee on my leg. I then pick her up, get her diapered and dressed. I go into my room, change clothes, and start to brush my teeth. I now have Sadie and Eryn in the bathroom with me, "helping me brush my teeth." I leave the room with them behind me, with a pile of laundry in my hand.
So the three of us are finally dressed, and dry. Eryn and Sadie are now in the tv room eating a banana and drinking their juice. I am in the kitchen again, and seeing that I never finished the peanut butter and jelly sandwich sans jelly, I drop the pile of dirty clothes on the kitchen floor. I finish the lunch, and put it in Sadie's backpack, and announce its time to go. Both Sadie and Eryn run to the front door, only the find that Sadie's hair is not brushed. My bad! I do some quick pig tails, and make announcement number 2 we are ready to go. Again, both girls run to the front door, and now I find that Eryn has taken off her shoes, socks, and pants. It's 40 degrees outside, so this won't do. I tell Sadie to not move a muscle, and proceed to get Eryn dressed. Again. So now announcement number 3 that we are leaving, and we are all finally out the door, in the car, buckled, and off to school.
The car ride to school takes 10 minutes. Within that 10 minutes Sadie informs me that she is not going to marry Sawyer, Rosslyn is, and she is going to marry Joey. Oh, and Eryn and I are invited to the wedding. Good thing we arrive at school...I'm not ready for that conversation.
Sadie is dropped off and Eryn and I are headed home. Eryn is quiet, so I get to listen to 10 minutes of the radio, the station I enjoy, and it is nothing but commercials.
Eryn gets in the house and says she wants to eat. Let me rephrase that. I finally get my bowl of oatmeal ready to eat myself, and Eryn tells me she wants to eat. We share my breakfast, and play with her toys. I tell her that I will be right back because I have to go potty. In the 3 minutes I was gone, she has my underwear on her head, and shes trying to put my bra on. It was then I remembered the pile of laundry in the kitchen. I get the laundry in the washer, and Eryn tells me she is ready to eat again. I tell her we just ate, and look at the clock. It's lunchtime. She eats macaroni and cheese, while I get some prep work for dinner done. Shes done, and gets down from her chair, only to go over to the fridge and say, "eat". I open the door, and she gets out and hands me the jar of pickles. She eats her pickles while we dance to some music, and get back into the car for pick up Sadie from school.
Granted, Eryn is sleeping now, and Sadie is sitting next to me "working", which every few minutes she will ask me a new question. It's nice outside today, so I'm hoping to get to play outside with them in a bit after E wakes up.
So to sum it up, I have had a total of 3 minutes to myself today. Maybe I do need a lesson in time management. Or maybe Sadie and Eryn do......
Ahhh...the things my children make me do......like forget I have a load of laundry in the washer and I need to put in the dryer. Now.
It has been very busy around here. Sadie is now 3 1/2 and going to school every day, every morning. Eryn is 1 1/2, and loves her sister so much. It is truly amazing to watch her unconditional love just unfold before my eyes.
So you would think that with one in school all the time, I have even more time to myself, you are sadly mistaken. I get less done in a shorter amount of time. Maybe I should look into time management, and see if being more organized would help the situation. I would like to think of myself as an organized individual, but I must have gone wrong somewhere, because I am complaining that I don't have the time to do something.
For those of you that don't have children, or if it has been awhile since you have had little children, let me give you a glimpse of what I have accomplished thus far, and the day is only half over. I was woken up by Sadie, who had taken her pajamas off, tapping me on the face telling me that it was time to get up, and read her calendar. Her calendar is on the fridge, and from school, and lets her know what she was going to do in school today. Today happens to be music day. She is excited and starts clapping her hands, and gives me a big hug telling me, "Thank you Momma for my music class." Then while I get her some juice, she goes back to her bedroom to pick out the summer dress she wants to wear to school, and not the outfit I picked out, because she doesn't want to wear black, and she doesn't want to wear pants and look like a boy. While I am trying to explain to her that wearing pants does not mean she looks like a boy but rather she can do down the slide at school at a super fast rate of speed without her latest boyfriend seeing her tinkerbell underwear, she pouts, and tells me I am mean. I then secretly go into her room and remove all of the other summer dresses and put them in a tupperware container to be put in the attic to save for Eryn in a few years. I then come back into the tv room to find that Sadie has decided to start getting dressed herself, with the outfit I picked out. She has her pants on, backwards, and her shirt is on inside out. She is in the process of putting her socks on, and her shoes, on the wrong feet. I just sigh, and ask her what she wants for breakfast. She says" Nothing." I go into the kitchen and get her a banana. She takes it and starts to eat it. I then ask her what she wants for lunch. (On Mondays, she gets to eat lunch at school.) Sadie tells me, " I want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but no jelly." I laugh. I am in the kitchen making her lunch when I hear Sadie say, "Hi Babee! Momma, Eryn is nakey!" I look to find Eryn exactly that, not even a diaper on. Now, I start thinking to my self if I really did put pajamas on her, because I know that we did get home late last night. As I walk back to Eryn's room, I did find proof that she did have pajamas on at one point, and yes a diaper. Eryn followed me back to her room, says very pleasantly, "Momma" and proceeds to give me a big hug...and then pee on my leg. I then pick her up, get her diapered and dressed. I go into my room, change clothes, and start to brush my teeth. I now have Sadie and Eryn in the bathroom with me, "helping me brush my teeth." I leave the room with them behind me, with a pile of laundry in my hand.
So the three of us are finally dressed, and dry. Eryn and Sadie are now in the tv room eating a banana and drinking their juice. I am in the kitchen again, and seeing that I never finished the peanut butter and jelly sandwich sans jelly, I drop the pile of dirty clothes on the kitchen floor. I finish the lunch, and put it in Sadie's backpack, and announce its time to go. Both Sadie and Eryn run to the front door, only the find that Sadie's hair is not brushed. My bad! I do some quick pig tails, and make announcement number 2 we are ready to go. Again, both girls run to the front door, and now I find that Eryn has taken off her shoes, socks, and pants. It's 40 degrees outside, so this won't do. I tell Sadie to not move a muscle, and proceed to get Eryn dressed. Again. So now announcement number 3 that we are leaving, and we are all finally out the door, in the car, buckled, and off to school.
The car ride to school takes 10 minutes. Within that 10 minutes Sadie informs me that she is not going to marry Sawyer, Rosslyn is, and she is going to marry Joey. Oh, and Eryn and I are invited to the wedding. Good thing we arrive at school...I'm not ready for that conversation.
Sadie is dropped off and Eryn and I are headed home. Eryn is quiet, so I get to listen to 10 minutes of the radio, the station I enjoy, and it is nothing but commercials.
Eryn gets in the house and says she wants to eat. Let me rephrase that. I finally get my bowl of oatmeal ready to eat myself, and Eryn tells me she wants to eat. We share my breakfast, and play with her toys. I tell her that I will be right back because I have to go potty. In the 3 minutes I was gone, she has my underwear on her head, and shes trying to put my bra on. It was then I remembered the pile of laundry in the kitchen. I get the laundry in the washer, and Eryn tells me she is ready to eat again. I tell her we just ate, and look at the clock. It's lunchtime. She eats macaroni and cheese, while I get some prep work for dinner done. Shes done, and gets down from her chair, only to go over to the fridge and say, "eat". I open the door, and she gets out and hands me the jar of pickles. She eats her pickles while we dance to some music, and get back into the car for pick up Sadie from school.
Granted, Eryn is sleeping now, and Sadie is sitting next to me "working", which every few minutes she will ask me a new question. It's nice outside today, so I'm hoping to get to play outside with them in a bit after E wakes up.
So to sum it up, I have had a total of 3 minutes to myself today. Maybe I do need a lesson in time management. Or maybe Sadie and Eryn do......
Ahhh...the things my children make me do......like forget I have a load of laundry in the washer and I need to put in the dryer. Now.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Seasons
Ever notice that there is a season for everything. Of course, you have winter, spring, fall, and summer. But then there are others too, like the Christmas season. Flu season. Bug season. The holiday season. Strawberry season. Tax season. There are more, but it's really only what is tangible can you hold to it and remember it better. For instance, now we are in the bug and tax season, neither of which I am fond of.
I was at the grocery store the other day. I do remember going to the grocery store once every two weeks, and would usually plan my trips around if we were low on cat food or now. Now that I have children to feed, I am at the store once a week, and plan my trips around how low we are on milk and goldfish.
Which brings me to another point, and buying brand names. I do believe is pinching pennies, yes, I recycle freezer bags by washing and drying them out to use them again. I do the coupon thing, though my greatest experience was saving $40, nothing like $170. Though I would challenge anyone who is ecstatic like that and take shopping me with. But to get to my point, I do buy brand name things. Much to my husbands dismay, he believes that he should have name brand on most things. Granted, there are some things that you just can't go cheap on. So, hear me out. Some of this might be common sense, but I think I am trying to make a point...to myself perhaps. OK, so you can't cut corners with toilet paper. Can I get an Amen? Sure, you spend less, but the amount of toilet paper you use to actually get the job done, you use a whole roll each trip. Now that Sadie is finally on the potty training wagon, this could add up easily. OK. Item #2: raisin bran. I made this mistake more than once, and paid for it each time. You pour the cereal in the bowl, and pour the milk. By the time you put the milk back into the fridge, you have a soggy bowl of mush. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty. Item #3: Paper towels. I just recently eat my words on this one, and now I am a faithful bounty buyer. This same theory for the toilet paper applies to the paper towels as well. Item #4: Lunch meat. When you buy store brand lunch meat, it has been my experience that when you open that plastic container, you are welcomed with slimy salty whatever it is. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty. Item #5: Laundry detergent. This whole toilet paper theory applies here as well. (No pun intended.) Item #6: Diapers. Not only will you experience leaks that you will need to clean up, but the tabs on the sides tear, and one little stream of pee will cause a quick diaper change to be done pronto. No, I don't let my children walk around in soaked diapers, but a little stream of pee isn't going to get me to jump off the couch to do a diaper change. See, what we have here is called wasting my time. Well, you get my point. Now, I do have to say that it is OK to buy store brand for the following, despite what I hear all day every day: Item #1: sugar. Sugar is sugar is sugar. If I make you a cake, and I add Publix brand sugar or Domino sugar, do you mean to tell me that you can tell a difference? Bologna! Item #2: Bread. Now, I will mention that store brand bread will mold faster than name brand. But if you are making more than one sandwich a day, you are A O K. Item #3: String Cheese. I don't know in your house, but in mine, my girls eat string cheese like it is going out of style. Are the ingredients the same? You bet.
I think you get my point. Granted, you do need to watch some of the ingredients on the store brand versus name brand, because some chemicals are added to preserve color, or texture, or whatever. So on some things, saving the money isn't worth it.
So while we are in this buggy tax season, take this time to do what you love and love what you do. Spray the bugs in between, and hug your family. Often. Because in the end, they are the ones that are your #1 brand!
Ahhh.....the things my children make me do. Looks like we need to add string cheese to the grocery list for the week.
I was at the grocery store the other day. I do remember going to the grocery store once every two weeks, and would usually plan my trips around if we were low on cat food or now. Now that I have children to feed, I am at the store once a week, and plan my trips around how low we are on milk and goldfish.
Which brings me to another point, and buying brand names. I do believe is pinching pennies, yes, I recycle freezer bags by washing and drying them out to use them again. I do the coupon thing, though my greatest experience was saving $40, nothing like $170. Though I would challenge anyone who is ecstatic like that and take shopping me with. But to get to my point, I do buy brand name things. Much to my husbands dismay, he believes that he should have name brand on most things. Granted, there are some things that you just can't go cheap on. So, hear me out. Some of this might be common sense, but I think I am trying to make a point...to myself perhaps. OK, so you can't cut corners with toilet paper. Can I get an Amen? Sure, you spend less, but the amount of toilet paper you use to actually get the job done, you use a whole roll each trip. Now that Sadie is finally on the potty training wagon, this could add up easily. OK. Item #2: raisin bran. I made this mistake more than once, and paid for it each time. You pour the cereal in the bowl, and pour the milk. By the time you put the milk back into the fridge, you have a soggy bowl of mush. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty. Item #3: Paper towels. I just recently eat my words on this one, and now I am a faithful bounty buyer. This same theory for the toilet paper applies to the paper towels as well. Item #4: Lunch meat. When you buy store brand lunch meat, it has been my experience that when you open that plastic container, you are welcomed with slimy salty whatever it is. Nasty. Nasty. Nasty. Item #5: Laundry detergent. This whole toilet paper theory applies here as well. (No pun intended.) Item #6: Diapers. Not only will you experience leaks that you will need to clean up, but the tabs on the sides tear, and one little stream of pee will cause a quick diaper change to be done pronto. No, I don't let my children walk around in soaked diapers, but a little stream of pee isn't going to get me to jump off the couch to do a diaper change. See, what we have here is called wasting my time. Well, you get my point. Now, I do have to say that it is OK to buy store brand for the following, despite what I hear all day every day: Item #1: sugar. Sugar is sugar is sugar. If I make you a cake, and I add Publix brand sugar or Domino sugar, do you mean to tell me that you can tell a difference? Bologna! Item #2: Bread. Now, I will mention that store brand bread will mold faster than name brand. But if you are making more than one sandwich a day, you are A O K. Item #3: String Cheese. I don't know in your house, but in mine, my girls eat string cheese like it is going out of style. Are the ingredients the same? You bet.
I think you get my point. Granted, you do need to watch some of the ingredients on the store brand versus name brand, because some chemicals are added to preserve color, or texture, or whatever. So on some things, saving the money isn't worth it.
So while we are in this buggy tax season, take this time to do what you love and love what you do. Spray the bugs in between, and hug your family. Often. Because in the end, they are the ones that are your #1 brand!
Ahhh.....the things my children make me do. Looks like we need to add string cheese to the grocery list for the week.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Time
Ahh,yes. Time. Time is pretty much the essence of our lives. It controls our lives. How old we are. When we eat dinner. When we go to school, or church. Or pick up the dry cleaning. Our lives our ruled my the time master himself. We have been known to waste time. Gain time. Lose time. We are on time. We are pushed for time. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
We spend our time doing so many things. Watching, eating, smelling, laughing, spending, breathing, sitting, growing, smiling, crying, reading. And then we have to say things like, "It's nap time." Or, "It's time for our conference call." (Ever see the old dunkin' dounts commercials, "It's time to make the doughnuts!")
Really, the important thing to do with this thing that is controlling us, is to grab onto it and maximize what we have with it. Ultimately, you need to spend time doing what you love to do. Unfortunately, I think only the retired get to take advantage of that. We all spend time doing things we don't want to do: cleaning, paying bills, running, whatever it may be.
So, when you find yourself in a situation where you enjoy what it is in that moment, bask in the glory of it, and hold on to it for as long as you can. That is just one moment in time longer that you get to remember and remember it well.
Some of you may know that lately around here has been much of a roller coaster ride. But last night, I was trying to get Sadie out of the tub. She was just shy of a prune, and the water was completely drained. (Some of that is due to the fact that it was on the floor, but nonetheless, the tub was water-less.) Completely out of nowhere, she laughs. And it's not the face cheesy kind of smile laugh that you are forced to give when you are asked for your photo and you don't want your picture taken. It was a whole hearted laugh. Truly one of the greatest sounds in the world. And in my mind, exactly what the doctor ordered. Even in this moment, I have no idea what was so funny, but it doesn't matter. She had us all laughing hysterically and wrapped up in her world for a few moments, and that was a glorious moment in time.
So, whatever you spend your time doing, make sure you get to do what you love, and make the most of what you got. It also helps to laugh at who knows what.
Ahh....the things my children make me do....like laugh hysterically until tears run down my face.
We spend our time doing so many things. Watching, eating, smelling, laughing, spending, breathing, sitting, growing, smiling, crying, reading. And then we have to say things like, "It's nap time." Or, "It's time for our conference call." (Ever see the old dunkin' dounts commercials, "It's time to make the doughnuts!")
Really, the important thing to do with this thing that is controlling us, is to grab onto it and maximize what we have with it. Ultimately, you need to spend time doing what you love to do. Unfortunately, I think only the retired get to take advantage of that. We all spend time doing things we don't want to do: cleaning, paying bills, running, whatever it may be.
So, when you find yourself in a situation where you enjoy what it is in that moment, bask in the glory of it, and hold on to it for as long as you can. That is just one moment in time longer that you get to remember and remember it well.
Some of you may know that lately around here has been much of a roller coaster ride. But last night, I was trying to get Sadie out of the tub. She was just shy of a prune, and the water was completely drained. (Some of that is due to the fact that it was on the floor, but nonetheless, the tub was water-less.) Completely out of nowhere, she laughs. And it's not the face cheesy kind of smile laugh that you are forced to give when you are asked for your photo and you don't want your picture taken. It was a whole hearted laugh. Truly one of the greatest sounds in the world. And in my mind, exactly what the doctor ordered. Even in this moment, I have no idea what was so funny, but it doesn't matter. She had us all laughing hysterically and wrapped up in her world for a few moments, and that was a glorious moment in time.
So, whatever you spend your time doing, make sure you get to do what you love, and make the most of what you got. It also helps to laugh at who knows what.
Ahh....the things my children make me do....like laugh hysterically until tears run down my face.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Music
I had the rare opportunity of getting to listen to the music I want in the car on Saturday. No, I wasn't by myself, but had to passed out babies in the back seat. I'm not sure if I should admit how ecstatic I really was to partake on this rare opportunity. I have listened to Wheels On The Bus, and every Disney song under the sea, no pun intended, and find myself singing these songs when I am trying to go to sleep at night. Or cleaning the house. However, while I was getting carried away with excitement of wondering what I would get to hear, all I heard were commercials. For 45 minutes. Between 5 stations. Are you kidding me? Savannah, what is up with this radio business?
Granted, I do need to tell you that the last time I was faithfully able to listen to the radio whenever I wanted was 3 years ago. That sounds sad, doesn't it? And in that time, I do remember complaining about the commercials, but this is ridiculous.
The good news is, that when I finally pulled into my driveway, I got to hear song number two, and it was the same that was on three years ago, so I guess I'm not missing out on as much as I thought. Either that, or we are back to complaining about Savannah radio again.
Next time, I'm bringing my ipod.
Ahh....the things my children make me do..... like listen to "A Whole New World" over....and over..and over!
Granted, I do need to tell you that the last time I was faithfully able to listen to the radio whenever I wanted was 3 years ago. That sounds sad, doesn't it? And in that time, I do remember complaining about the commercials, but this is ridiculous.
The good news is, that when I finally pulled into my driveway, I got to hear song number two, and it was the same that was on three years ago, so I guess I'm not missing out on as much as I thought. Either that, or we are back to complaining about Savannah radio again.
Next time, I'm bringing my ipod.
Ahh....the things my children make me do..... like listen to "A Whole New World" over....and over..and over!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Dentist
Ahh, yes, the dentist. That lovely man, or woman, who gets paid to stick metal objects in your mouth, cause you pain, and tell you to do it again in 6 months.
I am drawn yet again to Bill Cosby. He does a wonderful rendition that I am not even going to try to imitate because I won't do it justice. However, according to Bill, his anticts start out by telling you that the dentist tells you never to stick sharp objects in your mouth, and proceeds to poke you with a sharp hook. Then, he asks you questions with his big hands in your mouth that you have no way of answering intelligently. Still, the dentist pretends to know what you are talking about and finishes what he is doing. He then proceeds to ask you how you are feeling, after the large novicane injection, and acts surprised when you tell him that you have drool coming out of your mouth, let alone you can't feel the entire side of your face, yet you are still asked these silly questions. Then, asking him to rinse seems like the most daunting task yet. It really his hilarious, and suggest you check it out on youtube or something of the like. Really is worth the listen, even if you have listened to it 1 or 100 times. You will chuckle.
I had the pleasure of visiting my dentist twice this week. Yes, twice. And let me tell something to you, I never had cavities until I was pregnant. (Thanks, girls!) So yes, I was subjected to the small talk. I am sure that when they attend dental school training, they are given assignments of how to make small talk, but your job is to clean my teeth, not tell me the color you are thinking about painting the walls of your bathroom. I mean, really? Do they tell you these things to distract you, or them? Are they trying to make your time go faster or theirs?
I do have to give props to my dentist. In the 10+ years I have been his patient, I have had a few cavities noticed by him in the past few years, and they have all been a pleasant experience. Not like it is something I am hoping for at my next visit or anything, but it isn't as long and drawn out as dear Bill recites.
Ahh....the things my children make me so. Like get cavities. Ben and Jerry's cake batter ice cream sounds good for dinner tonight!
I am drawn yet again to Bill Cosby. He does a wonderful rendition that I am not even going to try to imitate because I won't do it justice. However, according to Bill, his anticts start out by telling you that the dentist tells you never to stick sharp objects in your mouth, and proceeds to poke you with a sharp hook. Then, he asks you questions with his big hands in your mouth that you have no way of answering intelligently. Still, the dentist pretends to know what you are talking about and finishes what he is doing. He then proceeds to ask you how you are feeling, after the large novicane injection, and acts surprised when you tell him that you have drool coming out of your mouth, let alone you can't feel the entire side of your face, yet you are still asked these silly questions. Then, asking him to rinse seems like the most daunting task yet. It really his hilarious, and suggest you check it out on youtube or something of the like. Really is worth the listen, even if you have listened to it 1 or 100 times. You will chuckle.
I had the pleasure of visiting my dentist twice this week. Yes, twice. And let me tell something to you, I never had cavities until I was pregnant. (Thanks, girls!) So yes, I was subjected to the small talk. I am sure that when they attend dental school training, they are given assignments of how to make small talk, but your job is to clean my teeth, not tell me the color you are thinking about painting the walls of your bathroom. I mean, really? Do they tell you these things to distract you, or them? Are they trying to make your time go faster or theirs?
I do have to give props to my dentist. In the 10+ years I have been his patient, I have had a few cavities noticed by him in the past few years, and they have all been a pleasant experience. Not like it is something I am hoping for at my next visit or anything, but it isn't as long and drawn out as dear Bill recites.
Ahh....the things my children make me so. Like get cavities. Ben and Jerry's cake batter ice cream sounds good for dinner tonight!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Lies
Why is it so much easier to tell a lie than the truth? And just when do you learn to lie? Take my three year old for example. You ask her a question, she gives you an answer. Granted, sometimes it is a 3 year old answer, but it is always the truth. At any given time, you can ask an adult a question, and you might not always get the truth.
It is because we are afraid of the truth? Why? Sometimes the truth hurts, but that shouldn't keep you from revealing it. And with that being said, is it ever OK to tell a lie? When? Why?
Sure, I have been known to tell a lie or two in my life. I lied to my parents when I was a teenager. And I usually tell a lie about Christmas presents. Does that count?
The other day, Sadie told me I smelled funny. Never in my life have I laughed as much as I do with my girls. I can only hope that will continue when Eryn gets older and can have a conversation with her. But as they say, "Out of the mouth of babes" usually comes the cold hard truth. Why can't we, as adults, adapt to this same concept? Is it because we are too consumed with what others might think of us? What society will do? That's crazy insane if you ask me. You get this one shot at this thing called life. You need to take control of it, and own it. It is yours.
Ahhh.....the things my children make me do. Guess I getter shower and use soap this time. Thanks, Sadie!
It is because we are afraid of the truth? Why? Sometimes the truth hurts, but that shouldn't keep you from revealing it. And with that being said, is it ever OK to tell a lie? When? Why?
Sure, I have been known to tell a lie or two in my life. I lied to my parents when I was a teenager. And I usually tell a lie about Christmas presents. Does that count?
The other day, Sadie told me I smelled funny. Never in my life have I laughed as much as I do with my girls. I can only hope that will continue when Eryn gets older and can have a conversation with her. But as they say, "Out of the mouth of babes" usually comes the cold hard truth. Why can't we, as adults, adapt to this same concept? Is it because we are too consumed with what others might think of us? What society will do? That's crazy insane if you ask me. You get this one shot at this thing called life. You need to take control of it, and own it. It is yours.
Ahhh.....the things my children make me do. Guess I getter shower and use soap this time. Thanks, Sadie!
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