14 posts tagged “parenting”

This weekend was a blast!

Friday was a great day at work, I left early and took her to the library to find new books and a few DVDs.  We later went to Greasewood Flatts for dinner and dancing with Jamie, it was so much fun.

Saturday we wake up and pick up the house, get dressed and meet Logan, her mommy and baby sister at Desert Ridge to play in the fountains.  We had so much fun.  The girls ate pizza and had slushies, ran around in the water then we headed to Barnes & Noble to read books.

When we are driving home I see that The Kidlet is falling asleep in her carseat.  GREAT.... this mama was ready for a nap as well.

As we are walking up the stairs to my loft she wakes up.  And the convo is as follows:

K:  Hey mommy, look at those little berries.

M:  Yeah, they fall off the trees.  They aren't really berries so don't try and eat them...okay baby?

K:  Okay.  Hey mommy, they kind of look like little grapes... but I won't eat them, don't worry.

M:  Great punky, come on let's go... let's lay down for a bit.

K:  Mommy, look at them.... they also look like big, black boogars!

M:  KIDLET, come on...they are things that fall off the trees....don't eat them....move your fanny right now!

K:  OR Mommy, they could be rabbit poopies?

M:  Fine, they are rabbit poopies.  If you eat them you will grow hair on your tongue, your ears will fall off your head and you will forever have a tail that has grown between your baby bootie cheeks!

K:  (Crying) I don't want to grow a tail mommy, I will not put holes in all of my new mini skirts!!!!

That, Voxers is my baby!  She is more worried about cutting holes in the ass of her new mini skirts than growing a tail!  UGH... this child!  Damn, I love her :) 

Edited:  Just because I will not go there.

People who live in glass houses should NOT throw stones.

If you think that Mariah Carey and Nick Cannons wedding was huge....pul--eeeeeze!

People Magazine, eat your heart out.  I would have sold these photos for a reasonable price....

My Kidlet is 4 years old and it breaks my heart then, I want to knock her over unexpectedly.

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I love her.

This little angel decided to shoot the paparazzi a sweet, age appropriate hand gesture while celebrating Posh's birthday yesterday.  HILARIOUS!

The Kidlet had a rough night last night.  She has allergies or a "faction" whether she wants to admit it or not.

Strange enough she woke at 6:15am in a fabulous mood.  I was not ready to get out of bed so I set her up with breakfast in bed and the Alvin and the Chipmunks DVD. 

I heard her get out of the bed and walk to the bathrooom.  She pulled up her stool so she can stand and look in the mirror.  I glanced at my alarm to see what time it was as this was her first "beauty check" of the day.  It was 7:38am.

I could hear her singing to herself, "Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend.....".  She was putting on my lipstick and singing into her hairbrush when suddenly she made a shocking discovery and came running to my room jumping into the bed.

"Mom, OH MY GOSH!  Look (pointing at her arm then mine) Mommy, I am white and so are you"!

For the love of Pete!  Has she never looked at our skin color similarities before?  Crazy Kidlet.

If you read my blog entry from earilier today you will know why I am so upset today.

If you are one of the lucky ones that did not read my blog, let me rapidly recap:

I have a "friend".  This "friend" was with me for almost two hours last night but waited until they got home to text me a message stating their disapproval for my regular glass of wine or two each evening.  FINE, I don't care but don't text me if you do not agree.  Get a spine, say something to my face.  Regardless, I had a crappy day because of this text.

Here is my question.... WHY BE SO DAMN JUDGMENTAL OF OTHERS ALL THE TIME?

I do not consider myself judgemental, I know numerous folks with all kinds of personalities (some have more than one).  I applaud my friends, family, coworkers, etc. on being different.  A world full of "me" would be boring.

I have quirks, I do and some of them are annoying as heck:

-  When I get stressed, I pull out my eyelashes

-  If I am sad, I want to be alone and do not want to be bothered by phone, email or random visits

-  When I am happy, I like to listen to old school early 90's hip hop

-  My favorite foul word in the entire world is "shit"

-  I make strange faces when I am typing emails depending on the message

-  I enjoy grocery shopping but only like doing it alone and I need at the least an hour to do it properly

-  When traveling alone I only want to sit by the window on a plane and do not want to talk to the person in the middle

-  When I don't get enough sleep and have no morning coffee, I snap at people

-  I love to sing, I am a terrible singer and acknowledge this but don't remind me

-  The Kidlet is #1 in my life and there is no one out there that will be able to take that spot, deal with it or move on

-  I like to wind down in the evenings with a glass of wine

I am who I am.  I am not perfect (yet quite close) but I am human.  If you are human, you too have quirks....stop judging others! And be open to other people, their personalities and lifestyles.

It will make you a better person.  I guarantee it!

Oh yeah, that is me.

After a rough "night night" routine I woke in a surprisingly bitchin' mood.

I got up to find that there was no coffee so it was going to be a Starbucks kind of day which would normally make me smile but I still had thirty minutes before I would be able to taste SB grande, non fat, skinny, vanilla latte greatness.

The Kidlet was once again not willing to wake when I needed her to be up and out the door. 

She wanted to spar over teeth being brushed.  She finally caved in when I told her that if she did not start scrubbing those fangs she would lose them all, new "chompers" would never grow back and she would be made fun of for the rest of her life.  The teeth got brushed.

She begged me to allow her to wear boots with no socks.  I explained that that will make her "tootsies" stink something fierce.  She did not waffle.  She begged and begged and then I told her that wearing boots with no socks will cause her toenails to turn black then, eventually fall off and never grow back, she caved.  The feet wore socks.

She requested that I give her Bubble Yum Gum prior to leaving the house.  I said NO WAY!  She pouted then a single tear ran down her cheek.  I said, "fine, chew the gum, love it and if you get it in your hair, I am shaving your head and you will need cheap extensions like Britney Spears".  The gum was left at home.

We drive to preschool listening to a song that is so not cool, I can't even believe that I allowed it in my vehicle... Kenny Loggins, "I'm Alright', don't recall?  Just think early 80's Caddyshack soundtrack.  The song made her happy, so blissfully happy that I forgot to swing by Starbucks Drive Thru.  DAMN Kenny Loggins!

Finally, drop off.

Starbucks.... "here I come Lo-lo-lo-lover".

I get home and proceed to "get busy".  Well, get busy on the computer.  I worked my ass off today.  Networking, job searching, bullshitting with Miranda via IM, emailing my mom, finding a better way to parent, blah, blah, blah.

GREAT DAY!

I am "Da Mom", I own it, I love it, I live it....daily.

There is nothing better than having your child fall asleep in your arms.

I made dinner, she ate, she played and I put her in the bath.  We put on PJ's, brushed hair and teeth and settled in for a movie in bed.  She got scared and came into the living room where I was working and wanted me to hold her.

I gathered her up in a blanket with babydoll in tow.  I rocked her gently for less than five minutes when she drifted off to sleep. 

I stared at this incredible little person.  She amazes me.  She makes me so proud to be a mother. I love the way that her hair smells after a bath, I love the way that she has a bit of a stuffy nose and I can hear a "gunky" nasal-like snore, I love the way that when she sleeps she doesn't close her eyes all the way.  I LOVE THIS CHILD.

This child is why I feel important.  I love her.

Me:  So I think that I am ready to get a dog.

Friend:  Kim, you do know that they are a HUGE responsibility.  You must feed them and walk them.

Me:  You do know that I have child, right?

DUH!!!!

It does not matter if it is a friend, a potential love, a mammal or amphibian.... all parents understand what it is like to love a child. 

I met a new person that will forever affect my life whether he be in it or not.  His words about his children have moved me.  He is a a very sucessful man.  He has been divorced for several years and it was not easy but he has two kids that are his world.

He puts nothing above these kids.  He would rather spend his spare time with his kids than to be alone.  I cannot tell you how very enamoured I am with the way that he loves his children?

I think that I could be life long friends with this person, I don't think that I have ever had a first encounter with anyone that had this type of impact on me.

This photo is my absolute favorite of me and my #1....The Kidlet.  I had no idea how deeply I would fall in love with this perfect baby girl. I am so thankful.  I want her to know that there is nothing more important in this world than her to me.