Archive for July, 2011

Haley Starts School…

Haley’s first day of school in her new classroom is tomorrow.  ::cue tears::

When did she grow up so quickly?  It wasn’t too long ago when we brought her to her new school earlier this year.  Since she started halfway through the school year, she fit right in.  She was a fast learner to their routines.  Tomorrow, her classroom will move to another room.  It feels like her first school day all over again.  I was telling Hubbs that I’m planning on taking her picture before she leaves.  Last time around, it was right outside her gate and she had such short hair back then, and a lot shorter.  I remember cradling her in a football hold while I had my other hand free to get myself something to drink.  Now she’s probably 2/3 the size of me, I’m just guesstimating.  But still…

Then this woman from my mama online board (which, by the way are an awesome group of ladies I am honored to have “known” and met, without them, I probably wouldn’t be sane given I don’t have a lot of IRL mama friends locally), talked about some lyrics she found.  Boy oh boy, it had me blubbering.  It’s a good thing I don’t wear eyeliner anymore or no mascara that day.   It’s inevitable children grow up, moments are easy to pass by, priorities are always shaken and they seem to reorganize itself to what matters the most to you.

Never Grow Up - Taylor Swift

Your little hands wrapped around my finger

And it’s so quiet in the world tonight

Your little eyelids flutter ’cause you’re dreaming

So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light

To you, everything’s funny

You got nothing to regret

I’d give all I have, honey

If you could stay like that

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

Just stay this little

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

It could stay this simple

I won’t let nobody hurt you

Won’t let no one break your heart

No, no one will desert you

Just try to never grow up, never grow up

You’re in the car on the way to the movies

And you’re mortified your mom’s dropping you off

At 14, there’s just so much you can’t do

And you can’t wait to move out someday and call your own shots

But don’t make her drop you off around the block

Remember that she’s getting older, too

And don’t lose the way that you dance around

In your PJs getting ready for school

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

Just stay this little

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

It could stay this simple

No one’s ever burned you

Nothing’s ever left you scarred

And even though you want to

Just try to never grow up

Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room

Memorize what it sounded like when your dad gets home

Remember the footsteps, remember the words said

And all your little brother’s favorite songs

I just realized everything I have

Is someday gonna be gone

So here I am in my new apartment

In a big city, they just dropped me off

It’s so much colder than I thought it would be

So I tuck myself in and turn my night light on

Wish I’d never grown up

I wish I’d never grown up

Oh, I don’t wanna grow up, wish I’d never grown up

Could still be little

Oh, I don’t wanna grow up, wish I’d never grown up

It could still be simple

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

Just stay this little

Oh, darling, don’t you ever grow up, don’t you ever grow up

It could stay this simple

Won’t let nobody hurt you

Won’t let no one break your heart

And even through to you want to

Please try to never grow up

Don’t you ever grow up

(Never grow up)

Just never grow up

Wordless Wednesday

gardenhose

Betty Crocker Day

That was how I felt today, like Betty Crocker…

Let me explain…  See, I was home on my off day from work and with Haley at her school, even better!  Sometimes mama needs a day to herself.  While I was tidying up around the house, I thought about dinner and thought it’d be great to have rice and chicken.  Then in the middle of prepping, I suddenly realized, we don’t have a grill yet!  Erm…  How to cook stovetop?  Last thing I would want is some oil dancing around on the frying pan so tried to think of ideas for baking the chicken by itself.  I checked our open pantry, see what we have.  Hmm, not much…  I started sorting through it, pulled our the rice box while I was there, and one of the rice packages showed a picture of a breaded chicken.  That’s it!  I could do that!

Oh wait, no bread crumbs.  I go back to finish with the chicken and put it in the fridge.  It hit me then, I could toast few slices of bread, more than our usual toasting to dry it out, and run it through a food processor.  Yes, I could do that!  Of course, after that was done and a ziploc bag of bread crumb later, I jump onto the internet to see if I can find some sort of recipe.  I think I may have found it!  Wish me luck!  Dinner will be in t-minus few hours.

Like I said, I felt like Betty!

Bath Time Got Interesting…

I’m back up and running!  Hubbs have been moving my blog to a new location so I’ve been down for a bit.  Onto our post…

Well, I have to say bath time around here has gotten interesting for me.  Haley have started to leave me, ahem, gifts…  If ya get my drift.  Anyway, before I get to her gifts, I basically go through our routine of running the water, undressing her while she goes to put her clothes in her basket to be washed later on.  She takes the shirt, comes back for her shorts, comes back for her socks, until she’s in her diaper.  By then, the water is primed with the temperature I was looking for, depending on the time of the year, and filled up with enough water.  I take off her diaper, sometimes she’ll help by throwing it away in the trash near us in the bathroom, sometimes she doesn’t.  I turn to the tub and turn off the water, give it one more check.  Yep, ready!

I turn back to her and she started to pee where she stood.  YIKES!  I scooped her up and have her stand on the towel I happened to have on the floor, hand towel, that is.  Once she was done, in the bathtub she goes…  Cue splashing and the usual bathtime stuff, ya know, getting clean.

Then I see the gift I referenced to earlier.  Yikes!  I immediately drain the water since it was loaded with Mr. Bubbles and I can’t see where’s it is under all those bubbles.  I may have put in a smidge too much.  I caught it, and flushed it away.  Refilled the tub and cue more splashing.  I had found the peri bottle that I was sent home from the hospital to use for myself.  Let me say that she is finding tons of use for it during bath time.  I decide it was time to get ready for her to come out, get a clean towel and I heard behind me (I held onto her with one arm while the free one reached for the towel) that she was grunting, tell tale that she’s got another gift on the way, much bigger!

I turn to see her gearing up to poop.  Frantically trying to get the toilet seat up which seemed to not cooperate at first, then again, my hands are soaked, the seat slipping from my grip.  As soon as it was open, she was scooped up and placed over the toilet with more grunting and panting.  She went in there!  OMG.  It was h.a.r.d. holding a pooping baby who hasn’t been dried off from a bath and who couldn’t quite yet fit the toilet seat.  Oy!  Once that was done, I set her down so I can get her dried off and flush it away.  Well, she gawked into the toilet bowl and was fascinated that came from her IN there, not in the diaper where she usually goes.  I think she had let out a goofy giggle.  Uhkay.  I think she made sense of why she sees me on the toilet.  Hey now…  Sometimes when you’re the only adult around with a toddler, you gotta go when you gotta go!

That’s not all!  I bring her out to her room to get her jammies on.  By this time, she’s walking with her towel wrapped around and broke free and ran around naked.  Then peed a bit more.  Fortunately, I scooped her up just in time to place her on the towel that I’d dried her off with.  Oh boy, this one is getting quite a bit of a handful during bath times these days.