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Camp Mommy: Outbound

Friday, July 22nd, 2011

I am taking this show on the road. The little boys and I are heading north to Canada on Sunday. The Gulf Islands to be exact.  Gorgeous, right?   I will be unplugged, literally, for a week.  What was once a planned family vacation, is now Camp Mommy: Outbound.

Although I am always with my kids-all day, every day…there is something about taking them out of the house that poses a great challenge.  They are totally crazy, hardly listen, and consistently “off road”.  What do I mean by off road?  If there is a nicely, paved path….my kids are not on it.  Not usually a HUGE problem unless there is a very large body of water nearby.  Hmmm.  Nonetheless, the three of us are off for a grand adventure.

Notice I do not call it a vacation.  If you are traveling with your kids it can be a called a trip, but never, never a vacation.  You most certainly understand this if you are a mother.  Family trips simply move your job to new, and unfamiliar, location.  (I guess you could call it a business trip. )  I would never trade the great places we have traveled with our boys, but I always feel like a need a “vacation” once I have returned home from our vacation.  I am almost certain you have felt this way too.

I will catch up with all of you in a week!

mommy shortcut #11

Thursday, July 21st, 2011

I call them shortcuts, others may view it as sheer laziness. (Why must we judge?)

Not often anymore, but occasionally, one of my children will wet the bed.  The scene usually plays out with a quick change of pj’s and the rest of the night between mom and dad.  Most of the time, I remember (and have time) to strip the bunk bed in question and change the sheets.  However, there are other times that I remember I needed to do this extra chore just as my kids are crawling into bed.

Mommy shortcut #11:  The sleeping bag.
Sheets need changing, but you don’t have the time or energy?  Simply pull up all sheets including quilt or comforter.  Place a sleeping bag on top.  (If you have to-sell them on a camping theme and tell a campfire story or something, but my kids are always jazzed about the sleeping bag.  It’s a win-win.)  You have just bought yourself an extra night.

takes a lickin’…….

Wednesday, July 20th, 2011

My oldest received this Timex watch for his birthday last month.  He was so darn excited and doesn’t EVER want to take it off.  He sleeps with it on his wrist and is always requesting to be the family time keeper.  Upon receiving the gift, he also was “gifted” with the responsibility lecture we have all received. (I, shamefully, will add- the one I promised not to give because no one is listening anyway.)
Take care of this watch.  Don’t lose it. Blah, blah…..blah, blah.

He had it exactly one week before it was lost.  Here is the kicker……I lost it!  Before jumping into the pool for swim lessons, I had him take it off.   I slipped it into the outside pocket of my purse.  Where that damn thing ran off to-your guess is as good as mine! It must have fallen out.  We didn’t realize it was missing until bed time.  Fantastic timing! (Form a mental picture of that scene in your mind.)

Trying to turn my total flub into yet another teachable moment, I made the little one trek all over the beach club looking for that watch the next day.  Every lost and found, the lifeguard office, the locker room.  Nada.  I gave up hope and ordered another one on amazon.  Lucky for me it was only 13 bucks.

I later found out that Timex has a replacement policy for kids watches.  Lose it within 1 year of purchase and get a replacement for $10.  Isn’t that big of them?  Pretty certain someone in our family will have to replace the timepiece again by next June.  Let’s just hope it isn’t me!

a free choice item.

Thursday, July 14th, 2011

It doesn’t happen often, but when it does….you better believe I am going to celebrate it!  I am talking about a brilliant move in mothering.

Grocery shopping is my least favorite chore (besides toilets!).  I am at the store a minimum of 3 times a week, but that is only if I am prepared.  I have finicky eaters and I have a gluten-free husband.  We can’t eat on the run easily, so that means I have to go to the local grocer more than I would like.  In the summer, more often than not,  I have to take both of my monkeys.

It usually goes something like this: “Mom, can we get cinnamon rolls?”  “No.”  “Mom, can we get Gatorade?”  “No.”  “Mom, can we get ice cream?”  “NO.”  “Mom, can we get Swedish Fish?”  “NOOOOO!” 

However, the last time we all went to the store my boys each had a list.  On it were 3 items that we needed and a free choice item.  I told them they were in charge of finding the items on their lists and then the could choose ONE item of their choosing.  Our trip went something like this:  “Mom, can we get cinnamon rolls?”  “Do you want that to be your free choice item?”  “Ummmm, no thanks.”  I knew I was on to something by the 3rd time they asked for something and my answer could always be the same. “Would you like that to be your free choice item?”   I was calm, there were no fits (unbelievably!), and everyone got what they needed.

Please note, this is not a usual occurrence for our family….so it is something to write home about.  This is not a spur of the moment activity, so it will take some planning.  But in my opinion, well worth it!

first reactions

Friday, July 1st, 2011
What is your first reaction to the title of this book?  Without worry of being judged, I literally laughed out loud.  I am sure you can guess that controversy is brewing over this satirical good night story for parents-obviously not intended to be read to children.   
 Who has not thought this exact sentiment in her head while trying to get very young children to bed?  I vividly remember trying to follow some damn method- which name now escapes me- to cure my oldest of his affinity of getting out of his toddler bed….repeatedly.  Simply pick him up, put him back in the bed, and close the door.  No talking, no reasoning, just quiet and simple.  Simple my ass!  Toddlers smell fatigue and will persevere without fail.  We counted 76 “get-ups” in one evening.  The kid was tireless.  One of us would inevitably end up laying on the floor beside the bed and more often than not fall asleep before said child.  Thankfully, he grew out of it and we did survive.
That is why this book title is so stinking funny! We are all just trying to make it to bedtime.  If you can’t laugh…parenthood may kill you off!  So I say, kuddos to you-Adam Mansbach.  Thank you for writing a book that every modern day parent can enjoy with a glass of wine after the kids are f*^#ing asleep!
Buy the book at amazon.com OR
download a free audio copy recorded by Samuel L. Jackson at audible.com

day 2

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011

Carefree livin’.  The dog days of summer.  Kick back and relax.  Summer fun.  Yes indeed, all true. There isn’t any other season quite like it and it is my all time favorite.  But ask any mother and it is also physically and emotionally EXHAUSTING!

Although the first day of the season is the Summer Solstice, it officially begins with an 11am dismissal and doesn’t stop until the first day of school. My boys and I hit the ground running on Monday morning..more like sprinting.  I just completed day 2 of our summer and I am ready for a back-up mom to come in for a few rounds. With everyone home all day, the food prep is intensified, the dishwasher runs on overdrive and those little treasured moments I had to myself vanish.   Admittedly,  it does take some time to wrap my head around the reality that I will be playing tour guide, camp counselor, and referee for two insanely active boys.

I will be filling that role for 10 weeks.  Yet, all my other duties remain.  How do I forget from year to year that I will have no time to grocery shop?  No time to do the laundry or return a phone call in peace.  Workouts get moved to 6am and the constant question remains (yet for some reason is insanely more difficult to answer). What is for dinner?!?

I do love (LOVE with a capital L) summer, so ready or not- we are in the thick of it.  I just need to finish my post (which I find I am writing after 9pm every evening) and get ready for tomorrow.  The meals, the snacks, tennis rackets, swim trunks, clean towels.  I really should start a checklist, but that is way to organized for summer.

How are all of you adjusting to our season of fun in the sun?

the goodie bag dilemma

Monday, June 20th, 2011

It is birthday season in my home.  Such a season brings the ever contentious subject of the goodie bag.  If you do not currently have young children, you may not be aware of this sweeping, festering epidemic that has mothers up at all hours of the night.  Stamping, cutting, creating, searching on line for the perfect receptacle and all the goods that go into it!  There are an astonishing 35 pages on Etsy for birthday goodie bags.

How did this madness begin? I cannot be the only one that loathes their existence.  Giving or receiving!  I think most modern day mamas, like myself, take the least expensive route to stuff these damn things.  $1 Store or Oriental Trading Company treasures are go-to items.  Of course, as soon as they are opened-the items break or are forgotten on a playroom floor (perfect land mines for mom to step on with bare feet).  On the flip side, if you don’t use the above mentioned discount suppliers, these parting gifts will set you back a pretty penny.  There in lies the quandary….

I figured it out.  Why not add up the amount you would spend on EVERYTHING you would need to give a goodie bag and add that to what you spend on the party?  The kids still benefit, the cost is the same, and the work is minimal. Isn’t that what we should all aim for?  Less work, more fun.  Who’s on board? (Please say all of you.)

when it rains..it pours

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

At least in the Northwest. It has been raining HARD for 3 straight days. I will gladly take our good ‘ole fashion drizzle over this!!

While on the topic of falling water…I would like to discuss showers! Yes, I am in need of one daily! Somehow, it is the first thing that enters my mind to “drop” off the to-do-list when there is no way to get it all done! Today, I choose the shower over working out and I am still mad about it!

The set-up: I stayed up with Aaron last night until 11pm. Me watching DVR recordings of Oprah, while he worked. (I KNOW…tough work but it had to be done!) Staying up late meant I wasn’t getting up to work out at 5:30am. Instead I slept in and snuggled with Will (who crawled into my bed at 4am). Then breakfasts, unloading dishes, clothing children, brushing teeth (my own), and out the door to drop off kid 1. Stop by grocery store in the 20 minutes I have before dropping off kid 2. Ooops, I forgot to eat breakfast. Home to unload groceries and eat. Then I was in my crux….shower or work out. I only had 1 hour before picking up kid 2, so I could only do one. Since the rest of my day consisted of picking up kid 2, then kid 1 and friend early from school (noon release) and being home with 3 boys most of the afternoon, laundry, kitchen, dinner, and meeting at 6:30-it had to be the shower!

Lessons learned: Don’t stay up late with my husband. Don’t sleep in. Work out at 5:30 am. Shower before the boys get up. Have AmazonFresh deliver. Clean the kitchen at night. Teach the boys to do the laundry. Use my slow-cooker. Stop volunteering.

tomorrow is another day. thank goodness!

getting it together

Friday, October 23rd, 2009





Sir William James and Sir Henry Vaughn. Their personalities shine through in these pictures.

Life is truly an ebb and flow. During my last posting I certainly was feeling defeated. Usually my boys go through their ‘phases’ separately, so I can manage it better. Unfortunately, they are BOTH in horrible places right now and we will leave it at that! Because today I more hopeful. Even though the rain comes down in steady streams, I am smiling and feeling a bit relieved. Relieved that we seem to be getting it together….a bit. I look forward to spending time as a family this weekend and hope that the moments of joy and laughter outnumber the meltdowns and timeouts. A mother can hope!

purpose driven mothering

Friday, October 16th, 2009

I began reading the book…but didn’t finish….A Purpose Driven Life. I love the title. Should there be a book titled Purpose Driven Mothering? I haven’t had many lows in a long while. I am blessed with healthy children, a kind and loving husband, and a fairly easy life. I say easy because I don’t work outside my home, we live comfortably (more than comfortably), and we don’t struggle to meet the basic needs of our family. Nonetheless, I am struggling. I struggle everyday to mother with purpose. I have written about this before and find myself writing about it again.

These little men of mine are true gifts. I cannot put into words my understanding of the task at hand. The task of raising them and loving them. I sometimes miss the days right after they were born. When I could hold them, if I wanted, for hours and hours. I remember just staring at them in amazement and awe. How could this little guy really be…here? These days those moments feel like they were in a different lifetime. (This may also be why some women have more babies. But I digress!) These days I feel like I don’t have any answers. My brain knows that you can’t be a perfect mother, that kids are not perfect, and NO ONE has ALL the answers. I know that intellectually, but my heart does not feel that. I am desperate to do right by them. Although not logical, I take most of their shortcomings as personal failures. Again I know this in my head as crazy; it is my heart that has a hard time believing.

As the season changes here in Seattle, it has turned damp, gray, and bleak. At the moment, that is how I feel. The joyous, boisterous holidays are right around the corner. I know my spirits will lift. I know that in the weeks to come my boys will enter new phases, maybe ones I am better equipped to manage. I know that my life is good and that these boys are true treasures. I know that one day I will look back at THIS time and think about how simple and lovely my troubles were. I know these things in my head….I just need my heart to believe them as well.

Where is June?

 

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