Yesterday while Elisabeth was at school I sat down to fill out a pile of Kindergarten registration forms. In the packet there was a sheet entitled, 'Tell Us About Your Kindergartener', filled with all sorts of questions about her likes, dislikes, sleeping habits, etc.
My girls always seem to have a current fave; something that captures their attention as well as all of their free time. One week it might be American Girl dolls, the next it might be writing plays. There's always something.
This week it's the dogs.
Every spare moment is being spent in the backyard teaching them different tricks or pretending to ride them like horses.
[This has to be one of my favorite pictures of all time. Everything from Lorelai's rain boots, to the polka dot coat, to the toy in Emily's mouth, to the smile on Alexandra's face. It's all perfect. Classic childhood, I would say.]
Here is the a little something about me: I am easy going. I don't get upset. I don't get angry. I don't get mad or worked up or offended. It's just not my personality.
However, there is one thing that absolutely does upset me. That does get me angry and mad and worked up.
Really, people? Parking on the striped lines between the handicapped parking spots?
I was shaking I was so mad. How dare they?
Do they not realize that that area might just be so that people like me - who have children like Elisabeth - can have wheelchair accessibility?
And this was not an isolated incident. I see it all the time.
For the record, I did wait for the owner of this vehicle.
Elisabeth wore her It's a Small World shirt to school yesterday. It reminded me of the day we told my Mom about the adoption. All three girls dressed in coordinating clothes and sang, "It's a Small World". And finally, at the end of the song, they brought a picture of her out from behind their backs and announced, "We're adopting!"
It's a Small World has always been near and dear to me. And even more so now that we are welcoming our new little one from the other side of the globe.
[Donald brought Elisabeth in to give me goodbye snuggles before her school bus arrived.]
I've been so, so sick. The kind of sick where you are quite sure you aren't going to survive; running a temperature, endless vomiting.
And at the most inopportune time. I have a concert to perform in on Saturday night and I really need to be at rehearsals. But there shall be no rehearsing. At least not tonight. Perhaps with a little luck I will be back to my normal self tomorrow.
The girls recently came home with a jar full of tadpoles that they collected from a nearby pond. After several days on my kitchen counter it became apparent that they were going to need a more suitable place to live. So Donald made a small pond in the back corner of our yard to transfer them to.
How excited Alexandra and Lorelai were to release the tadpoles into their new home!
Mother's Day at our house was spent teaching the children the fine art of playing Monopoly. They took an immediate liking and understanding to it (my children have a deep love of money).
It's a good thing that the weather is warm now and that we can eat our meals outdoors...because I have a feeling that my kitchen table is going to be occupied with the Monopoly board for quite some time.
(You know how these games can go on and on and on...)
What an honor it is to mother them each and every day.
And to my own mother...
I wish you a warm, sunny, and happy day. Thank you for all that you have given me in life. As I raise my own children I reflect back on the way in which you raised me and try to follow in your footsteps.