Sunday, December 11, 2011

Keeping Memories

Well, December is a busy month for everyone!  Decorating, shopping, baking, cooking, and then there is all the regular everyday stuff that goes on!  Excuses, excuses... I haven't written anything in 9 days, and I have been thinking of things, and not writing them down...  and now I am done with excuses.

My oldest daughter will be 3 in just 2 months!!  3 years has gone by sooo qucikly. All mothers (and fathers) know that in a blink of an eye, your child is grown up and leaving for college.  Before being a parent, that sounds like joke, but really, my son is almost 10.  Where has 10 years gone??

It seems like 3 is that perfect age where children are brutally honest, and can articulate well enough to be understood. Therefore they leave you feeling embarrassed when they quote you word for word, when it was something you regretting saying the moment it slipped out of your mouth.

Back when my son was a wee little dude, before he had a filter between his brain and mouth, he always said the most hilarious things and I always thought to myself "Oh, I will never forget that he said that!!"  WHAT WAS I THINKING??  Looking back now I wish I had been keeping a note book!

First allow me to share some of the few hilarious things I can remember, and then I will give you all an idea.

We sat in the bathroom after a bath one evening, arguing about cutting finger nails.  Seth did NOT want his finger nails cut.  This little disagreement was happening for WAY too long. Finally I asked why he didn't want them cut and he answered "None of my friends like me with short finger nails"

His cute little mispronunciations like "Ambleeeeance" for Ambulance  and "Hamburmur" for Hamburger and "Roggeee Odge" for Rawley Lodge (which was the resort my parents owned when I was a child, and when he was small)  Those few things I wrote down are things he LOVES to hear about, especially when his little sister says something goofy.

Miriam's crazy quotes

One awful day on the emotional roller coaster that is Miriam's life she said to me "Mom, I just want to marry a prince!"

Just the other day while I was brushing her hair *SIGH* "Someday..... my prince will come"

The morning chaos that happens in every household across this country ended with me BEGGING Miriam to eat something..  "Cereal? Toast? Yogurt? Something? Anything?"
 Miriam very calmly looks over and says "I'll have a chocolate bar!"

My hubby was hard at work the past 2 weeks to make a christmas sweater for a party.  He had never touched a crochet hook before, but decided to take on the task.  And I will admit, he didn't do too badly!!   The morning of the party (which was also the morning he finished making it) he wanted to model it for us.  Miriam looked up and said "Daddy!!  Take that sweater off!!"
                               (show off his talent! hahaha!!)

I know I am not alone here! Once our kids start talking, and start trying to make sense of the world they really do say the darndest things!

I hear my nephew decided to bring some ice home from school last week and stored in it his backpack at recess...  Now that's hilarious!

So here is what I think I am going to do, and hope and pray I can stay on top of this...
I am going to purchase one of the small 8x8 scrapbooks get some fun paper, and colourful pens and write these funny stories.  I know I would love to take a look at some of the crazy/funny things I said as a kid.  We all know the few stories that our parents have told over and over, or the things that we made a big deal about,

A child's mind is a terrible thing to waste.  Innocence, and natural curiousity. Lack of fear (or pronunciation) and just the ability to see things completely differently than adults... can we bottle it and sell it??  All children just seem like they are wired to become inventors!

Friday, December 02, 2011

Parallels between my life and that of Bella Swan/Cullen

A couple of weeks ago my son was is distress...he NEEDED to see the new Adam Sandler movie, "Jack and Jill".   Since my husband had been to TWO concerts recently, I thought it was only fair that I was the one to head to the theatre with him.  We were so excited!!  Seth actually talked about it for days in advance, "Mom!!!!  We are going to the movies on Saturday!!"  and "Mom!!  MOVIES!!" and "I'm so excited for the movie on Saturday, mom!!" and "SATURDAY!!" (if you read the previous post you may notice that he gets this annoying behavior from me!).

So we are ready for the movie to start, waiting in a dark theatre, watching some of the boring movie trivia when the theatre gets even darker.  The projector went out, and therefore the picture went with it... we were only able to listen to the previews.

After several employees coming in to assure us that it would all be fixed very soon, one came in with a pad full of complimentary tickets and told us that the movie would in fact be cancelled.

We were distraught!

Clearly nothing can live up to a Sandler movie, but Seth wasn't ready to leave the theatre, and neither was I.  We came to see a movie, and that was what we were going to do.

So picture if you will, those old British comedies where the cops are chasing the criminal, and the next shot is the criminal chasing the cops, and then somehow there is an other random person and they are all running after each other... that was us.  We ran through the lobby sticking our heads in every theatre to see what was playing and where we could slip in.  Then we ran to the other side and checked all of those theatres, and then we ran back to watch 'Puss in Boots' in 3D.  Thankfully they had the recycling bins from the 3D glasses outside the door to the theatre, so I opened the box, fished out two pairs and in we went to watch what turned out to be a pretty cute movie.

That was a long intro to my point... with one of those complimentary tickets, I went to the theatre and watched 'Breaking Dawn' all by myself.  It was fantastic!!  (The movie, and the being by myself thing)  I didn't have to explain anything to anyone.  No one questioned my desire to see the movie, and no one groaned and moaned when I got all giddy with excitement when Jacob came on the screen. (although I am certain the people behind me thought I had lost my mind)

DISCLAIMER: Here is where it gets nerdy  ----

I will let you in on a secret... There is two, and only two reasons I do not own any 'team Jacob' paraphernalia, I haven't bought myself many new things in the past 5 years, and my husband would tease me mercilessly.  I will come clean on one thing though... Jacob is on the back of my bathroom door in my bedroom, (a poster which my younger brother got me for my birthday a few years ago) so I often stare at him while I am peeing.  I also teach my daughter to call him a hunk, and have to correct her when she calls him "Daddy".  Then I say, "No, he's a hunk.... not daddy!" (I'm horrible, I know!)

One of many, many thoughts that crossed my mind while sitting in the dark theatre alone was, "Why is it so much more romantic for Edward to say he wants to be with Bella forever than it is for my husband to say it?"   to which I replied to myself "because it literally means that he is going to put up with her FOREVER and ever and ever and ever.  Death will not part them!" (and was it just me, or was her dress horrible?)

Later in the movie I had an epiphany.  Me and Mrs. Isabella Cullen are not so different.  I imagine that most mothers could have had the same feeling.  When Edward called their baby a 'thing' she looked hurt, because she was already so in love with their child.  She would have already given her own life so that child could live.  We were both willing and able to love our baby unconditionally, even in adverse situations.  Now my situation was not as adverse as hers, the chance of my baby killing me were slim, the chance of hers killing her were very likely, but I believe I would have had my son, even if pregnancy had a greater risk of death.

I have a secret, which is really not a secret at all if you know me and can do simple math.  I was only 15 when I got pregnant, and 16 when I gave birth to my bouncing baby boy.  My mom will vouch for me... the first words out of my mouth after he was born was, "It's a boy, and he's so beautiful.  I haven't even seen him yet, but I know he is beautiful!" (k, this makes me tear up a little bit)

So there we have it, Bella is just like in the mommy in all of us.  We love them, would give ANYTHING for them, and just to add a christian spin, God loves ME (and you) the same way.