Meaningless rantings of a cabin fevered Mom.

In reading my past posts, i am so sad to see how old my kids have gotten! On a lighter note, Twelve days of Christmas by john Denver and the Muppets is playing as i type :) Christmas is coming, winter is commin'. Our life has taken a startling turn, it simplified my Christmas to-do list significantly  which is good, because i always try to do too much to make the Holiday super special and different every year. It's funny how easy it is to not worry so much about a dead string of lights, or how soon i get presents, or how many cookies i make. Just to sit, and look at the advent calendar  listen to the kids talk about what Santa is bringing, have cocoa with the first snow, and remember what is really important. My daughter is set on getting an Easy Bake oven, it's all she talks about, i asked yesterday, "what if you don't get it?" she looked at me like I just stabbed her stuffed animal ... eek ... then this morning she i...

Soo ... remember this? ... http://hagriddapig.blogspot.com/2011/11/whos-life-did-i-wake-up-in.html  ? Well, here we are in the middle of football season and I have a son playing, and a daughter cheering. Yup, me, Yubby, or Zubby ( my tiniest nieces new version of my name) I am a cheer mom. I even have two shirts that say so. My kids are LOVING it, my siblings are loving it, me being a cheer mom that it. Brats :P that's my mantle, my kiddos, aren't they cute? I have been pushed out of my comfort zone, and reside there comfortably :)

Today, as every year, we remember, and I don't even pretend anymore, I don't even try to shake the feeling, like shaking the dust off of you if you had been there. Even the dust itself is sacred. This past year I was at Ground Zero for the first time, and I am glad I saw it this way. I remember in my early 20's I visited the very spot with a group of my co-workers from a camp in northern NH. We had driven through the night to visit one girls family outside NYC, and to spend our Saturday off in the city, walking. We were poor Camp workers, not enough money to take a cab, or eat at a nice place, or even sight-see like some might. But, we had good walking shoes, time to kill, youth, and a spirit of adventure, so we walked the city, ate from food carts, one Chinese place, and even took pictures with the NYPD. We saw the towers, how big they were, and marveled at their presence, we came into the subway station under them, never imagining some...

internal Dialog while picking up after the morning pre-bus chaos......  "Where the heck is the cap to the Milk? Who on earth looses that kind of thing?" ..... "Oh, yeah ...that would be me ..." .... "wait ...... why haven't I lost one before?! That's sort of amazing ...." ... "Yay me for never loosing a milk jug cap till now!" .... -.- welcome to my brain .....

A rare look at them sharing oxygen in a friendly manner.... and then they once again proved they are indeed of my flesh and blood. :D 

Sometimes ........ everyone once in a while ... I wonder, how do they go from peppering me with questions 24-7 like I'm the encyclopedia Britannica ...... ( which I believe is now obsolete..) and then the minute I tell them a fact, or issue and order .... they question my very existence, and start talking down to me like I'm a teenager that just shoplifted. Why is it that the mornings I'm hopping out of bed ..... ( ok I NEVER HOP...but me chipper pre-10am, IS hopping ) I'm singing them out of bed, and they can't be woken even with the promise of ice cream for breakfast ...( no, we don't eat ice cream for breakfast..) I am ready to make Pancakes and muffins and bacon, and they can't even make it to the table in time to eat a bite of anything, not that they are hungry anyway. Then the days I'm barely alive and kicking, they are up, out of bed, in outfits that don't match and are inside out, inside down and backwards. Not to mention very weather inappr...

overheard this week .... Grant and his buddy ....    Grant ... "Mom, I need one of those strength bracelets, you know, Like Uncle Dominic has." Barrett ... "Special? How? Does it give you powers? Super strength? I want one!" Grant ...."Well, no, it doesn't GIVE you powers, it's just what they say so you buy them, it does look cool though .... and looking cool makes you cool, and strong, and gives you powers." **editor's note** o.0 .... that's either very deep, or very worrisome ..... or both?