Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Hooked on Mozart-- I highly recommend it!

 On the way to preschool this morning my 5 yr old asked for music on the radio. I flipped through various pop stations until he said, "Mom, not those songs. I want the music that makes me feel nice and calm!" I turned it to WCPE and he sighed and snuggled into his carseat. "Yeah, Mom...that's it." 
Thanks, WCPE, I'll be a supporter forever!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Adventures in the Night (not the kind you're thinking...)

Now go to sleep, or I shall have to summon the policeman!
My 5 yr old is quite the dreamer. 

I mean, quite the dreamer.

He often talks/shrieks/screams while he's in dreamland,
and he's been climbing down from a top bunk in his sleep since he was about 2.5 yrs old.

Last night was a doozy.

Bedtime...15 minutes later he comes out of the room wide awake.

"MOM. I can't sleep."

I assure him sleep is the wisest alternative of all the other options I have to offer, 
and he quickly returns to bed.

4 hours later, midnight.

One eye open, total bedhead, sleepwalking, he strolls back to where I'm on the computer.
Hands on his hips. Oh yes. 



Back to bed.

3am. I wake up to him standing 6 inches from my face.


"My big teddy bear keeps waking me up. He is trying to push me off the bed.
I don't like him. You need to come talk to him."


Into his bedroom where the gigantic teddy bear (bigger than he is, no joke) 
looks to have been thrashed about quite wildy on the top bunk.

"Ok buddy, what do you want? Want to throw him off the bed?" 

"YES. Because he's being mean to me. Get off my bed, teddy bear."

Poor innocent teddy goes thump on the floor.

I always get blamed for everything.

Back to bed.

My dear son awakes around 7:30 am, rubbing his eyes and talking up a blue streak.


"In my dream, you told me to put my clothes on, and I didn't listen to you.
And I went to school and I was naked. And all the kids were laughing at me,
But I wasn't a big boy like I am now. I was a baby. I was a naked baby at school because I didn't listen to you telling me to put my clothes on. And then they picked up the naked baby-- that was me-- and put my clothes on. I didn't like that dream!"

Proof that naked dreams happen to preschool aged children. What researcher do I call with this valuable bit of knowledge?

Here's hoping the chamomile tea works tonight, because we'll all be turning in early!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

A Woman for our times...

"A Renaissance Woman is the one who shows up after the battles and says, 
“Hey guys, let’s clean this mess up.” 

She teaches people new skills and cheers them up with her positive attitude. 

She says “bullshit” to power-tripping bullies and helpless victims alike, and uses her incredible crystal magnetism to comfort the fearful and get them to listen to reason. 

She can sail a ship, construct a building, and teach a new language in a single bound, 
through the powers of enthusiasm, humor, and politeness."

this weekend...
I repaired my own refrigerator
tried out a pole dancing fitness class
took my kids to a 5-year old's birthday party and a Native American Pow-Wow
danced til 2am at a friend's birthday party
dismantled the bathroom sink to rescue a lost earring
and prepped for an upcoming Shaklee Go Green event.

I believe that makes me an official modern-day "Renaissance Woman!"

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Coming soon to a Men's Room near you....

The other day we went out to lunch, and I sent my 5 year old to the 
men's restroom to wash his hands.
A second later he comes bursting into the ladies room.


"It smells reeeeeeaaallly bad in there!"


"I guess they don't use Shaklee cleaners!"

(Ahhh. One of my proudest moments as a mother.)