I have become a cliche


I am stressing a little bit about my children’s development, and mine too I guess.   Mae is bringing all kinds of stuff home from Kindergarten:

  • Practice “sky writing” numbers with your child.  I don’t.
  • Review the story about the letter person of the week.  Yeah right.
  • Go over the math concepts she learned each day.   I rarely do.  It is so cute, they call math class “math meeting”.  
  • Read your child’s library books with her (and remember to return them on Wednesdays or you get a carefully worded note from Mrs. S.).  I try to.
  • Enclosed please find a list of fun educational activities to do with your child.  Yikes!
  • Book orders from Scholastic.  And add to the 150 some children’s books I already have.
  • Some solicitation about Highlights for Children.  I declined.  We already get four children’s magazines.
  • DON’T READ THIS MOM And now, a computer fund raiser where you “sell” the addresses of unsuspecting relatives to an outfit who will peddle some sort of overpriced items via catalog, probably magazines. They entice your child by giving her the opportunity to win a fabulous Scooby Doo tee shirt and a marvelous robot toy which appears to be inflatable and unlikely to be any good at household chores.  Mom won’t want to do this, I would not even consider sending one to my MIL.  We have received nothing like this from my 10 BIL and SIL’s children.  Who do I ask? I ask.  I have eleven to fill out, and not that many enemies.  Yet. 

Did you ever watch Mystery Science Theater 3000?  “It’s all in the name of education.”


Fewer things come home in Jane’s back pack, but we got a book order and something from the PTO.  My kid is in preschool, and will attend school in another town come kindergarten, do I seriously need to do this?  Can’t I just volunteer a couple of days. 


Jane’s teacher came for a home visit last week.  She had a book of fun activities and encouraged me to find some and she would copy them for me.  I found seven.  They were fun things like making stilts from tin cans or an obstacle course in the living room.


Am I going to do these things with my kids?  Well, I seem to be lacking in basic fun-ness lately, so I hope so. This is how good of a mother I am.  Paul is ten months old.  He has no concept of waving or clapping or pointing.  I don’t play this little piggy with him or patty cake nearly as often as I did with Mae or Jane.  (I do blow on his belly) We haven’t made story time at the library in ages.  He is plenty smart as far as I know, I just don’t play with him like I did with the others.  In my defense, he does pull up and is contemplating walking behind a push walker thingie.  He does not say Mama, I haven’t even tried very hard, although he did say “Uhoh” today.  He can feed himself – you ought to see him with a rib or an ear of corn!


Now that everyone is in school I am hoping to find some sort of routine.  My biggest problem is that every time I turn around I am back at the bus stop.  7:30, 12:00, and 3:30.   It kinda breaks up the day and makes naps darn near impossible. (It will be nice when Paul is no longer a two-a-day napper.) Thank God I chose the school with a bus or I would be driving 18 miles each trip and spending 45 minutes, rather than four miles and 25 minutes each trip. It is not the driving that takes the time, but loading and unloading four children, double checking that all the backpacks are in the car before we leave and then waiting on the bus.  Now do you see why I USED TO speed? 


A side note. Our road dept is still fixing things from our June floods.  Our county is full of streams, creeks, draws and any number of waterways that need bridges, many of which were compromised in the flooding.  The bridge 1 ½ miles south of our house is one of these bridges.  Since we have to take another road to get out, it has added another mile and some inconvenience to our lives.  I have not worried about it until today.  We got over half an inch of rain last night, and the alternate route is nearly impassable because nobody lives on that road, so they don’t gravel it often.  This has come to bite them in the butt, since several people are now forced to travel this non graveled, rarely traveled road.  I use it six times a day to get to the bus stop.


We have our first soccer meeting/practice today at 4.  (I will leave from the bus stop so I won’t have to travel the muddy road an extra time.)  We will have one practice and one game a week. We have dance one night a week.  I hope this is not too much.  Soccer only lasts six weeks in the fall and again in the spring. Unfortunately nobody offers soccer or dance in the summer.  I have passed on this the last two years, and she really wants to try it.  I want to give Mae a chance at sports, I think she’ll be pretty good, her coordination comes from GD’s side of the family, not mine.  I don’t want to over schedule my kids, and I don’t like this three nights a week thing.  I guess I could use the extra time to sort through all the junk, er paper work, from school in their backpacks and play patty cake with Paul.  What on earth do people with multiple kids in multiple activities do?  Probably live in town to start with.


Better go get the spuds and carrots in the crockpot for tonight.  See, I am already planning ahead.

Life is a Highway I wanna ride it all night long (the Cochrane version, not the new Country one)


I am not sure what to write about, but I need to write or I am going to loose my abilities, as they were.  So do I write about my life or my opinions?  My opinions are all over the place, but then so is my life and both are probably boring to others.  So we start with my life. 


I spent today in traffic school.  Yes, Wildflower is a leadfoot.  I don’t do it on purpose, but I get distracted thinking about what I need to do and then drive too fast so I can get there and do it.  I got this last ticket the day I forgot to feed the calf when GD was away and I had to drive back five miles to do that (at supper time).  It seems like several other things went wrong that day too, and I just wanted to get home, feed the kids and get them into bed. 


The worst part of my speeding habit is the fact that I live one mile from two 55 mph roads, and those are the ones I drive on the most.  Whoops.  Anywhere else around here I might not even get a warning at the same speed, but those 55 roads get me every time.   I looked to see when my license expires, and we are looking at 2012.  Looking at my photo reminded me that my last two license photos were taken when I was 8 months pregnant, with my first and my last, since both are born around my birthday ish.


Speaking of safe driving, our drinking buddy made the paper again a couple of weeks ago.  He came to trial and was sentenced to maybe 60 days (I don’t remember) for one DUI charge, with credit for the 180 he has already served.  They dropped the child abuse charge for when he was driving around drunk with his baby in the car at two in the morning in the middle of winter.  Now he is waiting for his second trial in Hall county for DUI then I suppose they will haul him off to either Adams or York Counties for his next two trials.  If you are lost, look at my tags at the bottom of my page.  The other blogs will be under drinking buddy.  I seriously hope he used the 180 days in the clink to dry out and gain some perspective as to his worth as a human and how he might deal with things he can’t control in his life.  I also hope he has access to some parenting classes. I dropped off some books because they said the jail library was pretty bare.  I was cleaning house so I took some guy type books (mysteries, westerns, suspense, but no Ann Rule true crime things).  Maybe next time I clean I will look at my shelf of parenting books. 


Pre-school is going well for Jane, after making the front page of the paper on her first day, she has high expectations.  One of her teachers has a Czech name.  She told me the students call her Miss Bartab or Miss Tictac.  Miss Bartak thought that was hilarious.  They aren’t doing it to be mean, they are just trying to learn her name.


I have a whole bunch of plant photos ready to go, but I haven’t written anything about them yet.  Hopefully this week I will post some flower picts.


I am the newsletter editor for our MOPS group, so I have been making nametags and ghost writing articles for the president of our group.  I figure if you don’t make the deadline, you can’t complain about what I sign your name to.  Ha.  Actually she was happy with it (probably not a good thing!).  I also wrote a short article about being left handed.  Both of my daughters are south paws, they take after their step-papa apparently. I think my next filler article will be about baby sign language.  I will interview one of our members who taught it to her daughters.  My last big MOPS project is to make the directory by Oct 1(then I am down to a monthly newsletter – a breeze).  The previous editors used Publisher, which I don’t wanna buy, so I need to figure out how to set up a booklet some other way. Anybody have any hints? 


    Left Behind

Have you ever tried to use your computer mouse with your left hand?  It is impossible.  Somewhere around 10% of the population is left handed.  Children start favoring a particular hand around age three.  Notice which hand your child uses for finger painting, eating and pointing.  Left handed kids go through life not realizing that lots of things aren’t designed for them.  Some common items which are difficult for lefties to use are musical instruments, pencil sharpeners, cameras, notebooks and manual can openers.

   Make sure your child’s teacher understands likely problems a leftie will encounter, for example many lefties find it easier to write in what is called the DeNealian style, a combination of script and print.

    Famous lefties include Albert Einstein, Henry Ford, Dorothy Hamill, Matthew Broaderick, Lisa Kudrow, Oprah Winfrey, Michelangelo, and Bart Simpson (?). source Loving Lefties by Jane M. Healey, Ph.D.


Of couse being from Nebraska I always thought trucks had 18 wheels and pickups had 4.  Silly me, I go to do the Xangazon thing and get only one book, and one I have not read!  I chose this particluar book because the dress on the front looked like my SIL’s mother’s wedding dress which is hanging in my mother’s closet.  (long story).  I am not sure how much I liked the book, I read it fast but mostly because it kept having plot twists which took the author deeper and deeper into personal mayhem.  It was okay, not nearly as good as After River.

Today only



This would be my fair Janie!  Of course we didn’t get a paper today since our carrier is new and didn’t know that we ordered the paper or whatever.  I have been on the phone to the circulation desk twice today.  I guess they will mail me a copy, and credit us for Monday and Tuesday.  Did anything happen those days?  I got Wednesday’s paper, but not today’s.  I plan to give the circulation desk a copy of a county road map, maybe they don’t know they are available.


Angus and Natalie


Want to hear something really strange?  I am in the middle of two books, and they both have main characters named Natalie and Angus.  Seriously.  The book on CD is called Daddy’s Little Girl.  I am on vacation, and I find it necessary to travel with a book, it is okay, I am on CD 3 of about 8.  The other book is called After River, and it is quite good.  It is a first novel, full of sadness and personal mistakes, but Natalie seems to be learning from them.  I am especially anxious to finish it, probably tonight.  Dad has wireless, so I am zooming around the net every free minute!

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