Friday, January 11, 2013

Getting through

The girl is beginning to listen to what I say. It's actually quite startling. For example, while planning Xander's birthday party, she recently said how she'd been thinking about what to do for her next party (9 months away....) since it's going to be her last birthday party.

See, based on Aunt Lisa's excellent advise, I informed her that the last friends birthday party is when you turn 10, until you're old enough to throw one yourself. My last birthday party (coincidentally, Aunt Lisa's last birthday party as well) was when I turned 10. I've mentioned this concept to Jessica several times, but didn't get any positive feedback and was shocked to hear she was actually going to listen to what I was telling her.

There's a first time for everything. ; )

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Jessica club

Jessica: You know what my first rule is? "Listen to Jessica". You know what my second rule is?
Mommy: Listen to Jessica? (a la "don't talk about Fight Club")
Jessica: (gives Mommy a look that says "You're an idiot" because of course she's never seen Fight Club). My second rule is "Be Nice to Jessica."

Well then.

Monday, December 3, 2012

The grass is always greener--except in Mommy's yard

It snowed here on Saturday. Not a lot, but enough for the kids to play in. At one point Xander came in and started whining about how Jessica wouldn't share the broom with him. Turned out they were cleaning the snow off the car. I found the actual snow brush for the van and gave it to him. As soon as Jessica saw it, she said he could have the broom because she wanted the brush. Of course, he wasn't making that deal, but eventually they worked it out.

This morning, now that the snow has melted, I discovered the grill brush on the ground near the van as we headed out to the bus stop. The question "Did you use this on the car?" was answered with guilty looks. I was remarkably restrained, I thought, mainly because it appeared there was no damage to the car.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

It was bound to happen sooner or later

I've known from the beginning that Jessica and Xander have bad genes in terms of eyesight. I got glasses in the 3rd grade. Every so often, I ask Jessica to read something far away.

Last week in Target, she had some trouble. Not a lot but I made a mental note to get her checked at the doctor.

Mental notes don't work very well for me, so I was actually kind of glad when I got a letter from the school today saying she should be checked by an eye professional. So I asked Jessica if they had checked her vision at school. She said yes. I asked if it was before or after we'd been to Target (which was 6 days ago). She said after. I guess the school and I made this discovery at approximately the same time.

I'll be calling tomorrow to make an appointment for her. Poor thing says she doesn't want to wear glasses. I know how that feels. I didn't want to either. She said no one else in her class wears glasses, which actually kind of surprised me, because I feel like I see lots of kids wearing glasses. I told her not to be too upset, that I'm sure soon enough a lot of kids will be wearing glasses (or contacts).

Now I'll have to start checking on Xander's vision.

Saturday, August 18, 2012


There are definitely some advantages to the kids getting older. Today, Jessica was still hungry after the first course for lunch (chicken and stars soup). When she complained, I asked if she wanted PB&J.  I suggested she make it, because I didn't feel like doing it. Imagine my surprise when she eagerly agreed to do it. I'm not sure who was more excited: Jessica about doing it or me about Jessica doing it.

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Last week we went out for ice cream but I was short on cash. I borrowed $4 from Jessica. For the next few days, she asked me several times a day if I had gone to the bank yet to get money so I could pay her back. I was afraid she was going to send out someone to break my legs.

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We've gotten several multiplayer games for the Ipad, like Uno and Chinese Checkers. I bought Blokkus because I like it and I thought it would be fun. For the past month, every few days I ask the kids, do you want to play blokkus? only to be shot down every time.

I noticed recently that Jessica was covertly playing Blokkus in the single player mode. She looked appropriately chagrined when I busted her.

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Xander has developed this wonderful habit lately of saying  "love you, Mom" many times a day. Sometimes he just throws it out "Love you, Mom" and sometimes he says, "Mom?" "What?" "Love you." It just never gets tired.

Friday, August 3, 2012

Going swimmingly

A brand new pool opened in town a couple of weeks ago. It's very nice, with zero grade entry and some fountains and it's FREE. We went the day it opened and shockingly it wasn't mobbed. Jessica really liked it. Xander liked it, too, until we were informed that he couldn't wear his "bubble," the backpack flotation thingy they approve of at the Y. Only Coast Guard approved devices. This really soured Xander, because he'd been having a great time swimming by himself. So I had to get out of the pool and sit with Mr. Sulky while Jessica had a great time.

I thought I would investigate buying a coast guard approved life jacket, if it wasn't too expensive. I looked online and Walmart had some between $10 and $20. I went to Walmart today but they were sold out. I hadn't thought of my go-to place, Target, but I had to stop there anyway (of course). I looked down the swimming supplies aisle. They had floaties and tubes. I almost missed the life jackets, which were very picked through.

Then I saw a vest with Cars on it. It seemed almost too good to be true. There was only one there. I grabbed it, before anyone else came down the aisle. It was for kids weighing 30-50 lbs. Okay, good. The lifeguards at the pool told me officially sanctioned life jackets would say so on the vest itself. I opened up the vest. Coast Guard approved! Score! I almost didn't care how much it cost, because I know Xander will approve. But it was only $17, so double score.  Brand new pool, here we come!

August 18: Update:
Argh! Unbelievable! He *still* refused to wear it. So I took it back. I don't know where this kid gets his stubborness from......

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You can't always get what you want

Jessica is very sensitive to the smell of my car. I had bought some air fresheners a while ago and we had used them all up. We bought some more recently. I wanted to get the same fragrance we had last time ("fresh washed cotton") which, while not fantastic, was tolerable and seemed to do the job. Jessica was with me and really wanted to get cherry. I had my doubts but went ahead and got the cherry. It rained the other day, which seems to aggravate the smell in the car. I got out one of the air fresheners and opened it up. She seemed okay with it at first. Then yesterday, when we got into the car first thing in the morning, the smell of cherry was overwhelming. She got in the car, started to gag and begged me to turn on the car so she could roll down the windows.

I reminded her that *she* had insisted on this fragrance. She remembered. I told her I was going to get more air fresheners and I was going to select the smell. She agreed.

I got fresh washed cotten.