19
Apr
15

gifted

It’s tradition for Francine and I to “sing” at the top of our lungs on the way to school after we drop off Keta.  Sometimes, we’re even “singing” the same song at the same time, although not usually.  If we happen to choose the same song to belt out at a painful volume we’re never on the same part of the song at the same time, nor do either of us even know the words.  This does not stop us from fancy clapping and hooting and hollering in appreciation of our giftedness when we’re done (or need to give our throats a recovery period).  Mama, you’re the best!  No, no Francine, you’re the best!  The other day Francine was laughing and said that Keta would be laughing and clapping too, but she would NOT be saying encore!

On the weekends I usually get to sleep in ten or fifteen minutes.   I’m actually always awake, but enjoy not needing to jump out of bed and rush to get three of us ready and out of the house before 6:45.  It lasts almost as long as it takes to sigh contentedly and then my door is bursting open and Francine is shouting, “Mama, are you awake?  Mama?  Mama?”  Then I have knees and elbows in my back and my face and dogs competing for cuddles too and a cat walking up from my toes to sit on my shoulder.  There’s always bickering about blankets and which one gets the first turn closest to me and someone always had a terrible nightmare and the other someone had one too! and almost exactly the same terrible nightmare! and what’s for breakfast? and what are we going to do after breakfast? and can we ride our bikes? and Mama why is there a pillow on your ears?  So, during the week, my alarm never goes off and if it did, it’s not even an alarm, it’s a pleasant tone thing on my phone coming nowhere near the volume of Francine or a door thrown open.  I’m always awake before it goes off so I just turn it off.  Except a few weeks ago I forgot to turn it off and it went off while I was in the shower and Francine heard it and even though she was awake and waiting for me to be out of the shower she has not let me forget it.  Every night saying with disgust, “I hope that alarm doesn’t turn on again and wake me up so early!”  I get it, I have that same thought every night too.

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12
Apr
15

safi

In anticipation of my daughters changing their minds about college, I’ve started a business!  It’s called safi and you can find us on Facebook at safi.pure.natural.  The products have awesome ingredients and are made by hand in small batches in our home.  I’ve made these butters and lotion bars since my girls came home almost three years ago and they are fantastic!  We use them on their skin and hair and my skin.  We’ve given them as teacher gifts and neighbor gifts and just about everything else and everyone loves them!  Right now there’s a buy a 4 ounce lotion bar and get a second 4 ounce lotion bar half price sale (no limit to the buy one get one half off).  Check us out on Facebook and then stock up for mother’s day and for yourself and for all your other gift giving needs.  The lotion bars really are great and last a long time.  Most of the time shipping is just $6.  All you have to do is leave your order and your email on the Facebook page (or email me at safi.pure.natural@gmail.com) and I’ll get an invoice to you and then some really great products.  Thanks!

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05
Apr
15

happy easter

New bling from E. Bunny, eggs with “Hape Estr” on them, build a bunny pancakes and a heap-o-cream on strawberries — hope your Easter is as fun as ours!  Have a great one! (Please, ignore that we’re half done adding beads to twists.)

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IMG_7694Happy Easter from the farmer girls!

 

31
Mar
15

tooth fairy

My plans for the evening include writing a letter of thanks and explanation to my daughters, pretending to be the tooth fairy.  They wrapped her a present and wrote her a letter asking nicely for two small bags of pixie dust so they can fly.  They cannot stand themselves they’re so excited thinking about how to use their new pixie dust.  I think they’ve been working out this plea for pixie dust for quite a while.  Finally, someone lost another tooth!  I’m working out how to explain why I, the tooth fairy, can’t give them pixie dust and frantically trying to think of something that they can pretend is pixie dust.  And what can I find to make a pixie dust worthy bag, here and in secret in the short time between their bedtime and mine?!?  I’m kind of longing for those recent days when the thought of the tooth fairy was terrifying.

Mama! The tooth fairy is going to be visiting tonight!

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28
Mar
15

familyversary

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It’s a happy 3rd familyversary!

18
Mar
15

fail

I’ve had failures as a parent.  I knew before it all began that parenting would likely be the toughest thing ever. I just would have never guessed in what ways.  I’ve been surprised.  For example, I didn’t know I’d be faced with serious challenges and obstacles by such things as Pink Toothpaste and socks.   I didn’t know about missing socks, mismatched socks, socks not fitting, socks opted for with shoes they do not belong with and opted to be left behind even though shoes and weather indicate a need. I didn’t know until we were on our way home from a restaurant happily wearing princess pajamas that one sock had been replaced with a glove. A glove. A glove was being worn in place of a sock. A glove?!?  This issue would never have occurred to me when contemplating the possible challenges of parenting.  Why would I know that I needed to not only check for the presence of socks but that they were in fact socks. I don’t care at this point that socks don’t match clothes or match one another.  I do care that we have them on when needed and that they are in fact socks.  I’ve given up on the socks fitting perfectly, but would like two socks to be replaced by two clean socks each day and I’d like them to actually be socks.  Then there’s Pink Toothpaste.  Seems innocent enough.  Nope.  Pink Toothpaste has become a thing in our house.  Pink Toothpaste is my nemesis, my archenemy.   I’m not proud.  It’s an issue when it flies from toothbrushes because water is turned on full blast.  It’s also an issue when I find this pink bubblegum smelling partially dried goo on the ceiling and various other surfaces like every single wall (always higher than I can reach), towels, the mirror, the faucet, the sink, the shower curtain, the counter, afros and the dog.  Never would have guessed that ultimate flicking whacking sword fighting spell casting toothbrushes of five year old kids with Pink Toothpaste would be a thing I’d be dealing with.  At times, I’ve failed to deal with the Pink Toothpaste issue in a good way.  Parenting. It’s tough.

Can you believe a person would do this? ;)

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Here they are being cute.

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27
Feb
15

happy 6th birthday keta!

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