During the course of any given day I think of about 20 things I want to talk to you about. Even with this blog I don't seem to find all the time I was hoping for, but it's better than nothing. So I try.
I'm not a gifted writer. I think you should know this because one day one of you might be and I don't want you to gauge your success or gift by what you see here. If you become a talented, award-winning writer...you didn't get it from me. So I guess I write not because I'm good at it but because I have something to say to you and I don't want to forget it. There are things I want to preserve for you (or maybe for me?). I want you to have a history.
I don't have people in my life who can tell me stories of my childhood. Your father comes pretty close as he's known me since I was 7. I feel like I've already let so many memories slip by thinking that I'd catch the next one or that perhaps the event was so impressive I would never forget it. Time is cruel that way. It tends to make you overconfident. Because I have forgotten a lot...too much really.
Jack, today you wanted me to just "write a check" (you love that phrase) so you could buy things from your school's book fair. Normally this isn't a big deal. I'll buy you things at the drop of a hat, much to your Dad's dismay. But I tend to be crankier in the mornings and this morning I wanted to know what it was I was getting ready to buy you. You had a wish list even and yet when I asked you couldn't tell me what any of the items on your list were or how they operated. So I had to tell you "no". You have a tendency to enjoy toys (um...duh!) but I don't really know if you just like toys or like spending money on toys. Gosh, I hope it's not the latter...that'll make life very tedious for you later on. So, no toys-of-which-you-have-no-explanation for you. Figure it out, do your homework and then we'll talk okay?
Trevor, I told you "no" this morning too even though you actually wanted books from the book fair. But I told you "no" not because I thought you didn't know what you were getting. I declined because I would rather go with you on family night and see what's available together. Time is growing short for you to continue enjoying having me and your Dad show up with you at various functions. Eventually you're going to be too cool for us and we'll have to loosen the reigns a bit and let you do things like that on your own. So if I can buy a few more moments with you where you aren't embarassed to be seen with your parents...well, I'm going to take it. I just hope my selfishness doesn't cost you those two books you were wanting. Surely they'll still be there.....right?
Chrissy, I love that I was right about your sickness even though I hate that you've been miserable all week. I hope by now your sinus infection is well under control and you're perking right up. But next time your Dad says anything about me being right...do me a favor and ask him to repeat it while you record it on your phone. It would make a wicked ring tone for me. LOL
All my love,
Mom
I'm not a gifted writer. I think you should know this because one day one of you might be and I don't want you to gauge your success or gift by what you see here. If you become a talented, award-winning writer...you didn't get it from me. So I guess I write not because I'm good at it but because I have something to say to you and I don't want to forget it. There are things I want to preserve for you (or maybe for me?). I want you to have a history.
I don't have people in my life who can tell me stories of my childhood. Your father comes pretty close as he's known me since I was 7. I feel like I've already let so many memories slip by thinking that I'd catch the next one or that perhaps the event was so impressive I would never forget it. Time is cruel that way. It tends to make you overconfident. Because I have forgotten a lot...too much really.
Jack, today you wanted me to just "write a check" (you love that phrase) so you could buy things from your school's book fair. Normally this isn't a big deal. I'll buy you things at the drop of a hat, much to your Dad's dismay. But I tend to be crankier in the mornings and this morning I wanted to know what it was I was getting ready to buy you. You had a wish list even and yet when I asked you couldn't tell me what any of the items on your list were or how they operated. So I had to tell you "no". You have a tendency to enjoy toys (um...duh!) but I don't really know if you just like toys or like spending money on toys. Gosh, I hope it's not the latter...that'll make life very tedious for you later on. So, no toys-of-which-you-have-no-explanation for you. Figure it out, do your homework and then we'll talk okay?
Trevor, I told you "no" this morning too even though you actually wanted books from the book fair. But I told you "no" not because I thought you didn't know what you were getting. I declined because I would rather go with you on family night and see what's available together. Time is growing short for you to continue enjoying having me and your Dad show up with you at various functions. Eventually you're going to be too cool for us and we'll have to loosen the reigns a bit and let you do things like that on your own. So if I can buy a few more moments with you where you aren't embarassed to be seen with your parents...well, I'm going to take it. I just hope my selfishness doesn't cost you those two books you were wanting. Surely they'll still be there.....right?
Chrissy, I love that I was right about your sickness even though I hate that you've been miserable all week. I hope by now your sinus infection is well under control and you're perking right up. But next time your Dad says anything about me being right...do me a favor and ask him to repeat it while you record it on your phone. It would make a wicked ring tone for me. LOL
All my love,
Mom
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