I don’t understand why good kids don’t rub their behavior off on not so good kids, it seems to always be the opposite. Dorothy started hanging out with a new friend recently. She was conviniently located less than a block away and is in the same 1st grade class. You may recall my recent entry about Dorothy lying and stealing, I thought that was the end of it. Apparently, the punishment wasn’t severe enough.
Sunday morning she lied again. The only change we have had recently is the new friend, so Dorothy is being strongly encouraged to not play with this little girl anymore. Dustin had told us that she lied and stole and wasn’t a good influence on his sister. He was right. I’m hoping that a trip to the police station, the county jail and the juvenile detention center make a lasting impression. In addition to the jail visits, Dorothy is unplugged and is not allowed to do anything except sleep and go to school without me by her side. She is not to play with toys, listen to the radio, write on her whiteboard, nothing. She can read, help me cook, help with laundry, think, write and knit. I think she is finally taking this to heart, and she and I are getting a lot of time together, so we’ve been knitting and talking. Check out this set she made!
Big weekend. It started on Friday night, when impulsively, John and I got a great teenaged babysitter to take care of Dorothy and Liam (Dustin was at a friend’s house) so that we could go out to eat. A date, a.k.a. Dinner at the Chinese joint with our chapperone, Maggie. It was absolutely wonderful and I enjoyed spending time with my better half.
Of course, all good things must come to an end. My brother-in-law called near the end of the meal to tell us that Grandma was on the way to the hospital, that she had tripped and gone head first into the pantry. One ambulance ride, one broken eye socket, two nights at the hospital, twenty-seven staples and eighteen stitches later, John’s mom is back home and in fine form. What an eventful couple of days. On a very positive note, if I ever need to be in a hospital again, Progress West gets my vote hands down. Not that coffee should make or break my hospital choice, but they have Keurig machines for visitors to get hot, fresh coffee any time, and any place that has that with the added bonus of flat panel tvs in each private room has got to be a great place to stay if you need hospital services.
Concluding my weekend was a really wonderful moment I got to spend with my eldest daughter. I bought Dorothy some knitting needles and yarn, and sad down with her on Sunday night and taught her to knit. She is knitting a scarf using neon rainbow yarn. She is obviously convinced that she’ll be a knitting pro, because today after school she immediately picked up her knitting so she can finish her scarf soon….she promised a little boy in her class that she’d make him a sweater.
The novelty of being a SAHM wears off pretty quickly. It’s the *staying at home* bit that really takes some adjustment. This is the world that I’ve been in for a few years now. This is why so many of my friends have been met in online mommy forums…because they understand why it is exciting to go to Walmart or the library and we speak the same language. I talk every day on the phone to some of my friends, and every single day we discuss what is in our crockpots, what we put in our kids lunchboxes, any *outtings* we may have planned for the day, as well as what breads or cookies we are baking. We talk about the sales at Aldi, the deals at Sam’s and what is in the upcoming Angel Food box and how to use it. We also talk about diapers, washing them and what is currently on the bum. Another big topic involves our yarny crafts….blankets, hats, scarves, deals on yarns, yarn in general, knitting groups, and patterns. I do love chatting with my friends, and I as much as I like talking about *deep subjects* the noise level in most of our homes simply doesn’t allow for it. If we do manage to tap into a conversation regarding our faltering economy, it must be a successful naptime at both of our homes.
One of my friends recently left the working world when she had a baby. She now is an official SAHM (Stay at Home Mom). I know she has fully emersed herself in the SAHM way of life, because last night she sent me an email that mentioned both crafting and crockpots. I have a favorite line from a really corny movie (Labryinth staring David Bowie)…”Turn back Sarah, turn back while you still can.” I know my friend is reading this…just insert your name LOL!
Having been a mom for almost 10 years now, I have learned to complete many tasks with only one hand. With my right hand (cause baby is usually on the left hip held by my left arm and hand, accounting for my extra large bicep) I can type, tie a shoe, load the dishes, do laundry and put away groceries. My delegation skills are equally amazing, I can direct a houseful of children to complete a large variety of tasks, from my couch while nursing a baby. Let’s now talk about what I can not do, no matter how hard I try, using only one hand.
I cannot knit one handed. I also cannot knit with a baby in my lap. This, is why a scarf that promises to take most knitters only 3 hours takes me only 3 days. So, if you are so fortunate this holiday season to receive a scarf from me, know that it took much love and much more than the 3 hours another knitter might have put into it.