Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The Amazing Ryan

The other evening we had just finished watching a Peanuts Gang DVD, in part of it Snoopy does magic tricks. 

Ryan then asks me to close my eyes, takes a piece of cereal puts it on the floor stomps on it, till it is in tiny pieces till it "disappeared."  He was very proud of his trick and as much as I wanted to get mad at the mess he was making I also had a hard time not cracking up.  Silly kid!

My new book

I've decided that I'm going to write a parenting book. I think I'll call it, "I didn't enjoy being a stay-at-home-mom till my youngest went to preschool."

I think it could be a best seller!  I'll have tips on how to survive being at home, etc.

I do enjoy being at home with the kids, although we have our days. But in all honesty, being able to have 2 mornings a week to myself has been wonderful. Not that I'm doing anything exciting with those few hours a week, but just to be able to get in and out of the car without someone tagging along, to run an errand without having to keep someone occupied, to even ride in the car by myself has been a treat.  It has given me a sense of freedom that I haven't felt since being home and I'm enjoying every second of it.

Foggy Weather

One foggy afternoon in the fall of 2013, we were headed out the door, when we got outside it was so foggy that we could hardly see across the street, poor Ryan was confused and a little worried and had to ask, “Where did the park go?”

The Step Teacher?

After starting Kindergarten Matt referred to the substitute teacher as “step teacher”.

Good Hair Day

One Sunday morning, Matt asked Craig if it was a school day, when Craig said no, Matt said, "Dang, I'm have a good hair day."

Mini-Me

The other day I raised my voice at Ryan. He looked at me all serious, put his hands out in the stop position and said, "calm down, take a deep breath". Gee, I wonder where he heard that from. :)

3 Little Words

Ryan attends preschool two mornings a week. As we walk out of the school after pick-up, I ask him about his day and he almost always says, "I missed you". It melts my heart and breaks it a little too. I know it won't be long before I won't be missed so I'm soaking it up now while I still can.