Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Rite of Passage - Stitches!

Willow had a bit of an adventure late afternoon yesterday.  She was playing with a child in her after-school program and was being swung around--and fell to the the floor hard.  On her chin.  With a big gash.

I left work early, expecting to see just a small cut--but...emergency room, three hours and SEVEN Stitches later we were home!

She was a brave girl and now she has survived another Rite of Passage!

Pictures below:

Waiting for the Doctor.

This one is a bit gruesome  (if you want to skip over it, there are more nice pictures):


The results:

Seven stitches for the Seven Year Old!

Good Job, Willow!

Strawberry Popsicle Reward

Glad it was not too serious and proud of my little girl!


Monday, June 08, 2015

#MicroblogMonday - Camping!

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I took Willow for her first ever camping and her in a tent, our friend in her camper.  There were campfires, s'mores, late nights, visitors and a little rain.  There was running around playing with dogs, hot dogs on the fire, fishing and watermelon, strawberries, bagels and ice cream.  (All while camping in our friend's woodsy, rural, wonderful backyard)

First Night, S'mores and visitors!

First Morning after spending the night in the tent!

The "Campsite" (another camper came the next night)

Fishing for the first time!

Fascinated by fish

Monday, June 01, 2015

#MicroblogMonday - "Super Mom"

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Accomplishments this weekend -- helping Michael use Nail Polish Remover to remove paint off an old plastic model.

Michael then did the harder part, he took this model apart, removed the paint, then re-painted and reassembled--this is the finished product.

(Who knew that I would use Nail Polish Remover so much after I was an adult and was not forced to wear nail polish--I wait, I am forced occasionally to wear nail polish by my 7 year old!)

Helping Willow with her "popcorn biography" project for her 1st Grade Class (I helped glue the hair):

Its Christa McAullife - spitting image!

The "Super Mom" part came that night--when we had to figure out how to put popped popcorn into the brown paper bag that she is glued a way that the popped corn would not ruin it.  (I thought all I had to do was have her bring in a microwave bag to be popped, but last night (past her bedtime) she informed me that they needed the popcorn already popped!  So, a grocery bag jammed into the small brown bag, cooled popcorn...and a tired mommy (not so tired 7 year old--needs to go to sleep earlier!)


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Microblog Monday (On Tuesday)

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Being Social.  Being Social.  It is not my thing usually.  Which is not to say I do not want to spend time with people.  Or that there are times when I lament feeling lonely.  Or that there are times when I have great times with my friends.

But.  Being Social for the sake of doing so--because our son needs help dealing with social situations.  Because our daughter needs to have play dates with other kids her age.  Because we are expected to be there.

I love new experiences, do not really love meeting new people--although I have been pushing myself and my family to be more social.  

It was successful this weekend.  We met with new people, and Michael found someone he "clicked" with - so much so that we met with them again on Monday.  We met up with some not-so-new friends that we have started really enjoying hanging out with and that was fun!  We went to a BBQ on Sunday.

That was what this long weekend was about.  Being Social.  And it was exhausting!!

I need a break from being social now...the introvert in me needs to just be on the couch and read.  

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Mother's Day Recap

This is what Michael gave me for Mother's Day.  For a teenage boy, who doesn't always know how to express his emotions--he did so especially well!

Willow also gave me a wonderful gift, a wonderful essay on how I was a Super Mom.  ;-)

Ice cream for breakfast, Chewy's wonderful Hallah French Toast!

Then, Japanese Steakhouse for dinner!

It was relaxing and very much appreciated!

(Next time Laser Tag, though!)


Saturday, May 09, 2015

Time Traveling

Tonight we watched the Spongebob Movie (the original).  It was Willow's first time watching.

We haven't watched this movie in years.  In fact, it has been years since we have watched a Spongebob episode.  Until recently.  For some reason, Willow has become interested in it.  And she has the best archive to watch it from....Michael LOVED Spongebob.  He watched every episode he could when he was younger.  He has almost every DVD.  

So, here we are, 11 years later...all watching a movie that most of us have seen multiple times.  And it is wonderful.  And nostalgic.  We remember the time we went took five year old Michael to see it.  We remember the soundtrack being played through out the next year (its actually a great soundtrack).  

Back there in time...and there was our young man there remembering with us, explaining his perspectives.  And then we are brought back to the present...with Willow's peels of laughter.  

I was getting kinda tired of the Spongebob marathons lately....but now....oh, heck...I don't mind.  They are only young once...

Thanks, Spongebob!

Saturday, April 25, 2015

On your Birthday...Seven years

Aside: Right now you and your brother are playing an old x-box Spongebob game--being silly and cute and I could not have any more clearer reason why I so wanted/needed you in our lives--the sibling that you are being right now...what you bring out in your brother that is especially needed in him...I cannot express how much I love that.

Yesterday you turned Seven Years Old.  I took the day off and you and I had a mother/daughter day.  It was wonderful to spend time with you and listen to your ideas and thoughts on the world you know.  We went out for breakfast with your brother, you got a mani/pedi, we went and bought you clothes at the mall, we went shopping and hung out.  We finished the day up by picking up daddy and going to see the new Cinderella movie.

Today was your birthday party.  We went to a jumping/bouncing gym.  We had pizza, snacks and Cake.

Within the past 48 hours, you have asked me about adoption, death, American Girl dolls and their comparative ages.  You have read and re-read cards and books and laughed and giggled.  You have bounced and eaten enough sugar to continue bouncing.  You have played with friends large and small at the party, then went to the playground, then came home and played with the neighbor kids...and now you are playing a video game long after you should be to bed.

You have also shown your wonderful, selfless side to me.  Last night, we picked up your cake...and one of the cats squished parts of it.  As I was ready to panic, ready to take it back to the bakery to get calmly said that you did not really care about the cake anyway--that the party the next day was more about playing with your friends and that was all that mattered.  It was a very mature and wise thing to say.  And I was all the more happy to bring this cake to the party.

No cats were harmed, although I was thinking about it....Luckily, there was a centerpiece that covered up the worst parts.

Willow, you show this side more often than not.  You are such a kind and generous soul.  You love and are loved.  You are dramatic, you are silly, you are anxious and you are wonderful. I love hugging the stuffing out of you.  The amount of growth I have seen in you amazes me and I am so proud of the little girl you are becoming, so grateful to have you in our lives.