Friday, December 12, 2008


I just showed up an hour early for lunch with Miss E. Wrong time. Seriously??? If I could get half my *!#$ together, I MIGHT actually be a productive human being. Aaargh!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Love Rocks

Miss A is so full of love these days. So many times per day telling me she loves me. We have started the "who-loves-who-more" thing lately. She gets a kick out of that. She's so sweet with her comments, telling me I'm the best mom ever, that she loves me to the moon (that's our thing-I love it) :), or that I'm her best friend.
Today she was singing a little tune on the way to school. I wasn't paying too much attention. I sing alot, for some reason. Well, not really singing. Just saying regular conversation or phrases to the tune of a song or jingle or nursery rhyme. I'm sure a strange thing to a fly on the wall. I don't know when this started, or how. But it's what I do.

For example:
(to the tune of Mary Had a Little Lamb)

"It's time to get you in the tub,
in the tub, in the tub-
It's time to get you in the tub,
so take off all your clothes..."


(to the tune of The Farmer in the Dell)

"It's time to go to bed,
It's time to go to bed-
Brush your teeth then choose a book,
It's time to go to bed."

OK-not all of my songs start with "It's time to", but you get the drift.

ANYway...back to My Miss A. She was singing a little tune in the backseat, and I finally tuned in. And here for your listening (or reading, whatever) pleasure:

(to the tune of "We Will Rock You". Yes, by Queen)

I. Just. Love. You. Mama! Mama!
You're. The. Best. Best. Mama! Mama!
I love you to the moon and I love you everywhere
I love you all the time and I. See. You! (had eye contact in the rear-view mirror there)
I. Do. Love. You. Mama! Mama!

Not only was it so sweet!! (and just what the Dr. ordered for me!) But to fill in her own words and carry the tune right along?? Wow!
I hope you can get something out of this. I can hear it exactly how she did it in my head. And I teared up while driving. Wish I had it recorded! I may have to ask for an encore. :)

Monday, December 8, 2008

The Retreat '08

So, so, so much fun! We all had a GREAT big time. Miss E and cousin G (sort of-the child of my cousin, what does that make her to my E?) ran the whole time. Gathering golf balls from the course off the back yard...and snail shells...and sticks, which became (for Miss A) magic wands, pencils, drumsticks, and many more things I didn't catch.

We shopped a few little shops downtown which was plenty for me this year. I just love to look anyway, and that's not exactly relaxing in these wall to wall specialty shops with two very busy sets of inquisitive hands!

Got to play a couple of games, so got a little bit of fix for now. Sorry, Mr. C, my hand of Go Fish with you at Thanksgiving was just a teaser! :)
I would try to explain the games...but I can't even begin to. The hit this year was "Soggy Weiners". Yes, you read it right. Hilarious, and say the least!
The ornament exchange did not disappoint either-one sobbing 6 yr. old and one near brawl between the most senior participant (83 yr. old Grandma!) and the most umm...(let me be delicate here because she reads my blog..) passionate participant. Ha!

And lots of good conversation and good times. At one point a couple of us noticed a generational division-after dinner, somehow, several in my generation got caught up in a "birth stories" discussion. There were three new babies, and one expecting mama, and two non-mamas. These two were extrememly grossed out, but entertained. :)
Then there was the group at the table next to us, discussing signs of aging and extra skin...and then the group of 5 squealing screeching girls, ages 4-7, making hay of the beautiful guest bedroom (stress!).

And the occassional bits and pieces of converstaions I would catch, which I'm sure had very meaningful and poignant moments, but the parts I remember having something to do with dirty dancing, loaded rum cakes, farting a blue streak...and naked sleepers!

Ahh...the memories.

I laughed till I cried, my sides hurt, and my cheeks ached. I had an amazing visit with some amazing women. Made memories that I'll never forget, and was able to share it with my most cherished possesions. Thank you ladies!

Thanks, Aunt D for the pretty pic. (That's me in the middle-I now it's a rare sight!)
I'll have a slide show soon.
Can't wait for next year!