Saturday, May 26, 2012

What Say? 7-24-06


Before I became a mother of a toddler, I vowed that whenever he/she entered into the "Why?" stage that I would do my best to answer each why question. We have been wondering when Landon would start asking this three letter question...and this past weekend it began. Now, everything, and I truly do mean everything has this three letter word attached to it. After only about two days of this, I am very tired of explaining everything under the sun. To make matters worse, he has also decided that he is half deaf, and quite often after I give him a detailed description of something he looks at me and says, "What say?" ...and we are back at square one. Wonderful.
We had ice cream sundaes after we put Landon to bed tonight. I bought the works at the store today...bananas, hot fudge, m&m's, ice cream. It tasted great, but I ate it about an hour ago and I still feel sick. I think that my eyes were bigger than my stomach, but since I hate wasting anything I stuffed it all in...and now I wish it were all out. Yuck. Don't even talk to me about ice cream right now...ugh!
I am going to my first Bible study at this new church tomorrow. I am excited and a little nervous. I am joining halfway through and it is always somewhat difficult to be "the new person." I am kind of tired of being the new person. This was our fourth move and I feel like I have been "the new person" since I left my home church when we got married. I am ready to be home and to welcome other new people. Hopefully this is yet another step towards that end.
Last evening Landon and I washed my car together. He loves to do things like that. In the midst of our scrubbing he so sweetly said, "I love you very much, Mommy!" I love it when he spontaneously says things like that. It was completely unexpected and unprovoked...it simply weld up in his little body bc he was so happy and content to be spending time with me while washing my car with a soapy sponge.
August is coming....duh! Yes, I know obviously it is coming, but what I mean is I can feel the shift. Do you know what I mean...the plants and trees turn a brownish hugh of green...the sun sets a little earlier, the crickets sound a tad different and during the day, the cicada's come out and make that trademark August noise. I am saddened by this, because for some reason I feel like this summer is going entirely too fast. I cannot bare the thought of it ending in a month, or even two. I love the fall, but it is way too short. I am coming to hate the winters. Maybe we really do need to move south...but that would entail a move which would make me the "new person" yet again. And it would mean missing out on the gorgeous autumn, even if it is short. I do love apple orchards, pumpkin carving, leaves, crisp air, hay rides, cider, and of course, for the past three October's there is a special nostalgia that comes over me...for it is the season that we got to meet our son
Remember my Gap sticker neighbor friend? She is pregnant...due in December. Despite the fact that the first real conversation we ever had, there was a Gap sticker across my forehead, she has still befriended me. I would not say we are "friends", but if we are outside watering our flowers at the same time, we talk. So, slowly but surely I am showing her that I am really not a freak .
I was watching America's Funniest Home Videos tonight and I was struck anew with how easily we could win the $10,000 prize. When we got pregnant with Landon no one...and I do mean NO one...was expecting it. We taped telling my parents (which was quite funny in itself) and also telling my cousin Jessica. Her response is EASILY worth the prize. If only I could make another copy of it to send in. To tell you how she responded would never do it justice...you would have to see it...but basically I seriously thought that we would need a paper bag (for hyperventilation) and maybe some smelling salts (in the event that she passed out as she appeared to be very close to doing). It was priceless and every time I watch it I laugh all over again. Good times...


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