I knew when I saw the calf muscle on the ultrasound that Chloe would one day be an athlete.....perfect...cause I simply would not be good at pageant princess stuff....just wouldn't We did not start her in soccer at 3....to me that is just crazy.....running around...no clue what you are doing...in other words...just useless....if you love it...great...just seemed silly to me. We put her in gym/fitness class at 4....once again...it just seemed like glorified playtime to me...for which I was paying a bundle for and she didn't LOVE It....so we quit that. Chloe is now 5 and growing fast so we definitely think its a good time to take something kinda serious....start learning a sport...sportsmanship...you know...how to be a TEAM. We told Chloe she could play one sport...she chose t-ball. I'm happy with that...and goes without saying my softball playing hubby is too. I was otherwise emotionless about the whole t-ball thing.....that is until the day before we had our first practice. The goods.....we have to have the goods. Equipment....clothing......hair pretties......agh.....why is this affecting me this way ? I instruct hubs to pick up the pink puma cleats on his way home....we already have the pink glove. I made a special trip to Ulta to pick up hair pretties .....what....hair pretties for t-ball? A pink bat is on my weekend shopping list. Upon arriving at practice....I was excited...to watch....to experience this with her...to cheer her on...to be her biggest FAN !!! It was cold...wind and shade make for a chilly time. There are 4 other girlies on her team.....it was so fun to watch them with their lil' pink gloves...kickin dirt around with there new cleats....bonding....chatting...laughing...good good..she is having a good time...after all this is about fun....I mean they are 5....right? sooooooooooooooooooooooooo....practice begins. I keep hearing this grunting noise.....over and over. I can't figure it out....is that a child.....a 5 year old....on my child's team? Ah haaa....I spot the grunter. oh JOY...the coach's child.....and he is PUMPED....and keeps saying over and over..."my dad is the coach....my dad is the coach" So hubs walks up...and simultaneously as I am thinking....oh JOY...he says exactly what I am thinking...and just in case coachy ever reads my blog...I'll keep that quiet. Like mad....scenarios begin running through my head.....am I going to be "that" parent ? You know...the one yelling....making comments.....standing up for my child against your child.....arguing......fighting (no fists though....not me).......how will I react....when a child tags my child out and their parent yells.......Way to Get her......oh no she didn't !!!! I'm worried about me....Chloe IS MY GIRL !!! I will simply not be able to take it....I'm afraid. I have heard stories...the worst part of kids sports is the parents...I believe it....though I did not until yesterday at 6:00...now I do. This may just be a lesson in sportsmanship and being a TEAM for me too.......game on !!
I don't ever complain on my blog I know there are peeps who wish I would "share" (complain) more I know there are those of you who relish a little drama and little controversy I have seen it spread like wildfire on other blogs I have never wanted my blog to be that kind of place I don't really air my dirty laundry here believe me I air it...but not here
Sure I whined when I sewed my finger to a towel last year...but can ya blame me other than that.....well this blog has been pretty light
that is ALL about to change for a minute anyway I am ILL MAD FRUSTRATED banging my head on the wall pacing in circles steaming from my ears Do any of you have a brother a troubled brother a brother that took the wrong road a long time ago and keeps on truckin' and then.....then....is there a person in your family that you have the HIGHEST love admiration and respect for and that person enables.....piratically supports.....and unbeknownst to him probably has aided and abetted more than once. It hurts....it frustrates to want your brother to get better to heal to rise above and do something with his life a precious life that he has been given what is it in some some individuals that they are so blind and that would be referring to my brother and the enabling family member I seriously just need to SCREAM I understand that people think you can love a person enough to make them better but you can't...not when that love is enabling Tough Love is needed here....is was needed years ago it's needed NOW Dangit.....my breathing gets so shallow just thinking about this helpless.....seemingly hopeless situation I makes my head spin....how is this my brother?? how ?? The little booger who carried a ShirtTales backpack to kindergarten...this little boy that I protected and yea every once in a while tortured. How does this happen......my family is wonderful...normal....stable...then we have him. I know its a sickness....I get that....doesn't change that is FRUSTRATING !!!!
now...that was out of the ordinary huh? no clue why I had to post that...just did. If you read the whole thing.....thanks......cause I have talked and complained everyone around here blue in the face. I am exhausted...and I am mad.
forever and a day I have wanted to write a book the thought of writing a novel overwhelms me the focus and dedication that must take knocking myself down a few pegs I consider a children's book yea.....that seems doable being a teacher's child books rule reading is king or should be for a child I ponder .... jot down notes of daily occurrences that could contribute to a good children's book and for goodness sake living with a bubbly happy spark like Chloe the inspiration flows like honey eventuallyI arrived at THE idea I have one....I have it and its good I see it unfold in my head I see the illustrations I want it finished Why can't I leap write it type it do it what's the hold up? I frustrate myself with the procrastination what is the worst that could happen nobody wants the book and chances are that would be the case if you google so you wanna write a children's book it drills that home....its HARD to get a children's book published hard to believe huh.....cause I have definitely read a good bit of children book junk boring slow stories that go nowhere but my idea my story I feel like it could go places...take a child on an adventure show a child some good times make a child smile and a parent happy to read my story to their child If you have a pair of gently used leaping shoes that you could let me borrow or use...I would appreciate it.....and if they do indeed work I just may keep them and you can choose any item in my shop as payment Have you wrote a book....did you leap....tell me about it if you did I need a push
Around the corner is the time when ALL the roly-polies march into our home each and every night while we sleep Chloe...on hands and knees, ha and belly, finds each and every one
Will my bird family come back for a third year in a row? It is a wonder and a treat to watch I remember the first year they came Momma was having such a hard time...getting her twigs and sprigs to stay on the small ledge of our back porch so I asked the hubs to nail up a board and give her more room she appreciated that...and has built here 2 years in a row she knows we like her.....she'll come back...I just know it. I don't officially spring clean.....do you? I spring organize..and spring de-clutter...but no cleaning.
I want to go here now
ranch burger......no onions....large tea no lemon...with the small ice
I want to go here soon
uh huh...you want to go with me....doncha?
I get Chloe's birthday cakes here......DIVINE !!
Excited about garden season
Cutie pa tootie tiny taters...a pain to peel...but cute.
Bee Movie....remember that movie
While at the beach Chloe spotted these Barry Bensons
It was Seuss week at school each day had a designated sort of crazyChloe is never too sure about dressing crazy...wacky....backwards.....silly....for school doesn't like to draw attention to herself after a little coaxing she was most excited about heading down the halls of education in some not so everyday school clothes she had so much fun and promptly requested to wear the skirt again tomorrow precious......love her to pieces
Nothing like a little Seuss to get you goin' rhyming words...fun colors.....silly characters It would seem all the Seuss-ness gave my creative side a jolt I have been effortlessly churning out yummies all week
Brand new and so exciting......fabric napkins....re-usable goodies rock !!!
Each one with different fun and encouraging message for your kiddos....and different color birdies too.
I have been drawing pictures and fun notes on paper towels for Chloe EVERYDAY
when it occurred to me HOW MANY paper towels we were using....so I came up with these,
now I stick a fun napkin in her lunch each day...wash them over the weekend and do it all over again the next week.
Easily customizable and so earth friendly....these napkins are even thrift store finds...double Earth friendly.
Ugh...these make me speechless
Every once in a while I make something that
I want to keep for myself so bad
this is one of those things
and so is this......I am so in LOVE with these towels
Love x 4...some new hoop wall art
Cute cute cute.
All dolled up....Chef Boyardee can...plus yummy vintage fabrics and trims
Your pencils never had it so good.
You can find all of these goodies at JaneSays ....if not now...they will be there soon.
This is my blog. My place to talk about the ups and downs
of being a mom to one rough tough cream puff and wife to one awesome dude (oh yes he is, just ask him). I am happy to share the things I make, the things I bake and the messes that come from all the above. One thing is for sure mess or success, EVERYDAY YOU GET A FRESH CHANCE TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN. I am just tickled pink you came by.