Happy Birthday to my wonderful son, Buck. On the left, he is all smiles as he prepares to open his gifts. On the right, his big sister, Jenny, has now claimed his new toy. The doll is a Mattel Musical Love Notes - Bucky the Cowboy…..now a vintage toy. He plays harmonica sounds when you press his legs, arms and belly. Looking a little worn and tattered, Bucky, now sits proudly on display in my guest room. Unfortunately, Bucky is only worth about $16.00 now……not nearly enough to think about early retirement.
I cherish the years that brought us where we are today, but wish I had not counted the days to so many milestones like no more diapers, no more carrying 50 pounds of baby equipment to the car, no more car seats, or no more toys scattered all over the den. Now I think, “If I could just reach into this picture and hold these babies one more time!”
daughter’s orthodontic journey began in elementary school when our dentist fit
her tiny mouth with a Frankel contraception (a wire device). When she came walking out of his office,
trying to smile at me, I knew we were in trouble. Sounding much like a middle school
cheerleader, I exclaimed, “Awwwwww…..how
exciting!” I am actually wondering how
he managed to get a football helmet inside her little mouth.
the ride home, I noticed that when she attempted to talk, she sounded like she
suddenly had a speech impediment or was maybe even speaking a foreign language
(I was hoping it was the latter). Glancing over at her, I now realize she not
only has a speech problem, she is also a drooler! Yep, my adorable daughter was now slobbering!
worst part of this memorable experience was that this contraception had to come
out when she ate….not an easy task. I’ll never forget the day that we had to drive
over an hour out of our way to go…..back to a McDonald’s on the
interstate where we had eaten lunch. Fortunately, her dad was willing to dig
through garbage bags and was able to find the slimy thing. I am not sure I would have won any mother of
the year awards that day.
the dentist realized that her cheeks
looked like a greedy squirrel that had stored enough nuts away to last for the
next ten years. She was refitted with
something a little more stylish appropriate for her mouth.
The following Sunday we had photographers at church because it was “Old
Fashion Sunday”…..and wouldn’t you know, it was her picture that was chosen to
go in the local newspaper.
Footnote: The short
haircut is another story….a bad perm had to be cut off (which I am now blamed for even though she
begged for it).
Old Sesame Street song.....One of these things is not like the other...can you tell which one is not like the other? Have you ever noticed that the dog has straighter teeth than the kid? (Vader and Jenny)
While watching my two year old grandson, Ryder, the other day, I noticed
he was eating something. Casually, I said,
“Ryder, what are you eating?” I am
thinking he managed to get to the candy corn used in a center piece on the
kitchen table. With all the confidence
in the world, he responds, “A booger!”
There was no hesitation and no shame in his response. At least he is
building his immune system…..I just hope he still gets included in “play dates”.
UGH! Having curly
(OK, sometimes frizzy hair), I am always trying to find that perfect shampoo! I just want to look natural…..you know, like a
movie star! I want my hair to smell like
a tropical rain forest and feel healthy! With that said, I wish I could shop for shampoo like a man!
The next time you have to attend one of those
mandatory meetings, try creating finger faces if you are bored! So,
you are sitting in a meeting counting tiles, checking out who is having a good
or bad hair day, clicking your ballpoint pen bored out of your mind, just
remember that you have a creative imagination!
Just start drawing on your fingers
and snapping pictures with your phone. It could be more fun than you think! Now I am not saying any of the fingers in
this picture belong to me (taken on data day at school), but I am not saying they aren't