Thursday, August 23, 2007

supermom

Sometimes I feel like a D+ mom. Certainly not failing, afterall my kids do get fed and dressed on a regular basis, but every-once-in-a-while I just want to sit on the floor and cry because I just can't get it together. Do you ever have moments where you question yourself, though? I hope not---because being to hard on yourself is never fun. The problem is most of these hideous moments occur as a direct result of negligence on my part. I put off laundry...so why them am I frustrated and confused when there's nothing to wear? Generally I can take all the craziness of having two small children in stride, but every now and then, boom. I just feel it down deep. I was having a moment yesterday when I overheard this conversation. Natalie had a little friend over, he's four.

"I'm Superman!!!" (Followed by a thud which could only be explained by a jump from something high.)
"Weeeelll, I'm SuperMOM."
"I'm Superman!" (With even more emphasis then before.)
"Supermen have to have Supermoms. So I'm Supermom."
"Okay!"

Tears started to flow with that little squeeze of my heart. Have you ever wanted to just hug your child tremendously out of gratitude? I can't express how deeply this made me feel and it sure erased a lot of the deficiencies, real or imagined, I was letting get to me.

A couple of months ago we house sat/baby sat for a family while the parents went out of town. We had a campfire one night and as we were wrapping it all up I asked the kids to make sure they got all their smoky smelling clothes to me right away so I could wash them so the smoke smell would set in. One of them said the classic line, "Why? Our parents don't make us do that." So smiling I said, "You're mom must be amazing, then." Without hesitation and in complete seriousness this boy replied, "There's nothing our mom can't do. Don't you think, (his sister's name), there's nothing she can't do. She can seriously do anything. " His sister nodded. These were teenagers! Not prompted or coaxed or kissing-up. Simply sincere. Isn't that one of every mom's highest aspirations for her children to have that much confidence, respect for her? Anyway, that's just really stuck with me.

a different kind of media frenzy

The past couple of weeks have been media frenzy at our house:

1. We now receive the newspaper. I love pouring over pages that leave my hands gray and filmy.

2. We now carry little movie rental cards (the first in our married lives) in our wallets and have rented all sorts of movies we've not had a chance to see. Mostly our "rentals" have been provided compliments of our local library and have consisted of 5-Mile Creek, The Maltesse Falcon, and Horatio Hornblower. All quality shows I could watch repeatedly. Well, maybe not the Maltesse Falcon. Anyway, back to new movies. Thoughts:
*I remember growing up going to rent a movie with my family or friends and every now and then averting my eyes or blushing because of a movie cover. Now, even as a grown adult, I practically have to run through the "new releases" section because of the awful covers.
*Personal Ratings:
Stranger Than Fiction---two thumbs up
(note: after the first little bit I turned to Jared and said, "Sorry, I thought this was a comedy." Because although I thought it was quite humorous, Jared has a tendency to only find movies funny if Chevy Chase or Matthew Broderick make an appearance, so I was feeling tentative to his enjoyment. He'd probably rate it a shaky half-thumbs up.
Eragon---one thumb
Night At the Museum--- 1 1/2 thumbs.
(note: funny, CLEAN, easy-going watch)
Pursuit of Happyness---2 thumbs
Nacho Libre---TBA (it's for tonight)

Thanks to our friends Ben and Laura, we also can join the rest of America in The Office fanaticism. We've been staying up as late as we can watching all the past episodes.
And, again, thanks to them we've been catching up on Man v. Wild. It really doesn't matter to me if it's not %100 real...if you can eat raw zebra (or whatever that was) and scale cliffs, you're amazing and I'll watch you for an hour.

Let's see, whatelse?

Oh, on to books. My favorite.

3. I've been in such a read-everything-I-can-get-my-hands on mood. Quick rundown:


Eclipse---if you haven't read it yet, don't. Wait until book 4 comes out because, this is pathetic, but I seriously have this longing emotion not un-like the feeling you get after getting broken up with. (Not that I would know or anything) I want to yell at the book: "Hey! What do you mean it's over? I'm not done yet." I wish Stephenie Meyer's writing wasn't such that you feel it's YOU. You are there, it's your story. Then maybe I would just think it's a good book, a fun read.
I recommend this book to anyone who wants to escape for a few hours and doesn't mind teenagers.

The Scarlet Pimpernel---Looooved it! Everything a classic historical fiction romance adventure book should be. The movie version with Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman (what's her name?) is one of few movies I've watched repeatedly and was pleasantly surprised the book and movie are quite different. I found this book remarkably simplistic, yet it captured my attention completely. I even gasped.
I recommend this book to my two good, good friends Denise and Lisa (who actually gave me the book at our book club's white elephant party last year). Thanks!

The Omnivore Dilemma by Michael Pollan. This is one intense book for being about what we eat. Absolute fascinating and absolute food for thought. Written by a journalist, well researched/documented origin and break down of our modern food chain: corn and corn by-products, organic, and so forth. Highly recommend although it's certainly not a read in one sitting book. Warning: this book will get you so excited about green grass you'll wonder how you ever found anything else in life worth your time. You know a book is funny when the author successfully uses "svelte" to describe a coke bottle.
I recommend it to my brother Dan, my brother-in law Trevor, and my dear friend, Amy.

The King of Attolia, by Megan Whalen Turner. More fiction---YA? Probably. I've read and re-read this book. Start at the beginning and read The Thief, follow it with The Queen of Attolia. I started at the end, this book, and went back through the beginning. I recommend this book to my sister-in law Nicol and niece Rylee, my sister Esther, and of course, Krystal.

Frog and Toad Together, by Arnold Lobel, specifically the short titled "Cookies" and I recommend this book to anyone trying to tame a sweet tooth. It will make you smile.

Okay. Now go read then call or email me and we'll chat. I'm lonesome for book-chatters. So much so I want to tell you a funny story.

Before I picked up Eclipse a few weeks ago, I make a deal with myself that I would be "responsible, reliable, and a really good mom" while reading. In otherwords, I would not let it absorb my time and energy, keep me up at night, or pay more attention to it than my family. I only read until 10:30pm, sadly put it down, got up in the morning, thought about it all through my run, came home, did our normal routine (I will admit to reading while cooking breakfast), took my kids to the park all the while willing myself to the three R's. So, bla bla bla, right? I get to the park and what do I see? Someone reading it while sitting on the swings. "What?" I think. This can't be. I so was wishing to talk to someone because I had left off on an exciting part but didn't dare call any friends because I didn't want to ruin it if they weren't as far yet. I did a double take because who was reading it but a teenage boy! Hardly the stellar adult behavior to approach a teenage boy to talk about a book. Yikes! So I just smile and find some assurance I'm not crazy in liking this book so much. Anyway, time passes and I see him go to a picnic table full of adults and kids and he keeps reading. So thinking it's okay, I smile, put on my best "teacher" pose and walk up to the table and say something like "I know this is weird, but I just have to say how excited I am to see someone reading this book because I'm reading it too. Don't you just love it?" The table bursts into action with everyone yelling, "Stop! Don't say anything. We are all waiting in line to read it!" I couldn't believe it! This kid's mom, aunt, dad, cousins...isn't that fun?

It reminded me of my own family that even went a step farther. I remember hearing about my uncle having to hide in the closet and read Watership Down (I think?) all night so he could actually finish the book because everyone else wanted to read it too. I guess if you put it down it's fair game. Gives more meaning to the phrase "I couldn't put it down!"

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Natalie is a sweet, obedient, loving girl. I then I download a photo like this, and my fears that she is just on the edge of my control are confirmed. "Go ahead, mom. Try to get to get to do what you want." or "I'll listen to, but you and I both know who's really in charge."



I love the way the water is captured here.

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A very nice coworker of Jared's gave us free reign over his boat on Saturday. We "took it for a spin" and just had a great afternoon.



Poor, poor Isaac. His little life preserver cinched right up to his chin. He couldn't really move, a good thing for a curious baby on a boat, but if he wasn't positioned just right when set down, he'd tip over as if in slow motion with this look on his face like, "Hey, guys? Guys?"






This photo cracks me up. Obviously something funny is going on, but doesn't it also look like he's about to eat her?





Natalie is one brave kid. Large, expansive bodies of water seriously scare me and it takes everything I've got to not throw up, but not Natalie. She just jumps right in swimming as far as she possibly can before Jared chases her down. Meanwhile, I'm desperately trying to maintain my stomach and more importantly a normal, easy going demeanor because I'm so scared for her. Some crazy seaweed will reach out and snag her or a wildly huge fish bites off a foot. See, I've got issues. It's going to be a miracle if my kids reach adulthood without my worry-wort tendencies coloring all their childhood experiences. Maybe it's not bravery as much as 3-year old naivete shinning through putting all trust in a life jacket and her dad. What more could a girl want? I could take a few lessons.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Random Kansas Billboard Inspiration

Humility: the acknowledgment that the achievements in my life results from the investment of others.

Monday, August 06, 2007

first weekend in August

We spent a terrific weekend together. Camped overnight for the first time with Isaac. Hiked in the morning and had a "the-hills-are-aliiiive" (insert music here) moment in a field at the top. Even thinking about it now I still feel a rush. Fished in the afternoon---not exactly prime time for fishing, but we had a great time playing in the river!!!! Just a nice, kick back Saturday. Surprisingly neither of us woke up Sunday sore after hauling our kids up.










Natalie's into dinosaurs. Here she is in her own words: pterodactyl queen.