David usually handles bath time but I've had the chance to give Rachel her bath twice this week. Both nights have been a ton of fun but tonight illustrates why toddlers often are poor conversationalists.
There is a set of railroad tracks about a mile from our house. Thanks to the cold weather and the snow/ice blanket, the train horns have been a lot easier to hear. So during bath time tonight I heard the train horn blaring and asked Rachel to be very quiet and listen with me to hear the train.
"What you say, mommy?"
"I said that if we get really quiet we can hear the train."
A moment of silence follows.
"Is that the train?"
"Yes. That woo-woo noise is the train."
"Mommy. That's no train. There no trains at our house."
"Rachel, I know trains aren't at our house. This one is about a mile away but we can hear it because of the cold weather."
"Mommy (very impatiently). There no train at our house. That no train. Stop being silly."
So what do you say at this point? I mean, she is the child of David Hamby. She will argue a point till the cows come home. So I said, you're right, the train is not at our house. Hey, show me how you blow bubbles again!
Ah, conversations with toddlers.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Lashes
The Tulsa World had sort of a funny story this morning. It wasn't meant to be funny but it was about the latest in eyelashes. Apparently there is a place in Tulsa that can perform a "lash thickening" treatment and/or a lash perm. That's right- a lash perm. The tech (lash perming lady) said that it smells just like a regular perm. OMG! Can you imagine how potentially dangerous that is? Let only costly!
The lash thickening treatment was on sale for $75- essentially the lady uses industrial grade glue to mix synthetic eyelashes in with your real eyelashes- normally it is $150.
Hello? Ever heard of drugstore falsies?
On Sunday there was a story about a new lash thickening drug coming on the market. The drug was initially developed as a treatment for glaucoma but the lash thickening element of it was discovered as a side effect. It is $250 for a one month prescription.
And we wonder what the hell is wrong with our country? There are people willing to spend hundreds of dollars monthly for thicker lashes when they could just go down to the drugstore and buy mascara and a lash curler (or some fake lashes) for less than $20. Puh-leeze.
Speaking of cosmetic changes, I have been playing with chocolate in the kitchen today. Being trapped, I mean being inside the house in the ice makes me want to bake. Bad for the old waistline. If only I had some level of self-control...
The lash thickening treatment was on sale for $75- essentially the lady uses industrial grade glue to mix synthetic eyelashes in with your real eyelashes- normally it is $150.
Hello? Ever heard of drugstore falsies?
On Sunday there was a story about a new lash thickening drug coming on the market. The drug was initially developed as a treatment for glaucoma but the lash thickening element of it was discovered as a side effect. It is $250 for a one month prescription.
And we wonder what the hell is wrong with our country? There are people willing to spend hundreds of dollars monthly for thicker lashes when they could just go down to the drugstore and buy mascara and a lash curler (or some fake lashes) for less than $20. Puh-leeze.
Speaking of cosmetic changes, I have been playing with chocolate in the kitchen today. Being trapped, I mean being inside the house in the ice makes me want to bake. Bad for the old waistline. If only I had some level of self-control...
Friday, January 23, 2009
Toothy
Lauren lost a tooth this week. She'd lost all the front ones a few years ago. This was one of her pre-molars. Being the sweet, gullible thing that she is, she still totally believes in the tooth fairy. Tuesday night (evening of dinner-time tooth loss) at bed time she announced that she wasn't going to put her tooth under the pillow yet. She said that she wanted to know what the tooth fairy does with the teeth. Essentially, if the tooth fairy uses the teeth in a manner that Lauren is ok with then Lauren will put the tooth under the pillow. Luckily she did not have time to write the note then because it was time to go to bed.
So I spent Wendesday annoying my coworkers (more than normal) with tooth fairy questions. I could come up with plenty of reasons but mine were all a bit morbid. And although a large part of me did think about how much money we could save (ok, not that much!) by making it so Lauren never left a tooth under her pillow again, the other side of me- the side that loves Lauren's ability to believe in fantasy and be a kid- knew that was a bad plan.
My friend Shelly gave me the answer. What happens with the teeth is an occupational secret. Like ancient Chinese secret but with the tooth fairy.
Lauren finally got around to writing the note and putting the tooth under her pillow last night. I spent 20 minutes crafting a tooth fairy-worthy response. And even managed to exchange everything out when I woke from my nap on the couch.
Can't wait to see what she thinks.
I should add that the tooth fairy has written Lauren before. One time the tooth fairy did not leave anything- Lauren was bummed but left her tooth under her pillow again the next night and got a nice note about how the tooth fairy had been on vacation and couldn't get back. Talk about guilt!
So I spent Wendesday annoying my coworkers (more than normal) with tooth fairy questions. I could come up with plenty of reasons but mine were all a bit morbid. And although a large part of me did think about how much money we could save (ok, not that much!) by making it so Lauren never left a tooth under her pillow again, the other side of me- the side that loves Lauren's ability to believe in fantasy and be a kid- knew that was a bad plan.
My friend Shelly gave me the answer. What happens with the teeth is an occupational secret. Like ancient Chinese secret but with the tooth fairy.
Lauren finally got around to writing the note and putting the tooth under her pillow last night. I spent 20 minutes crafting a tooth fairy-worthy response. And even managed to exchange everything out when I woke from my nap on the couch.
Can't wait to see what she thinks.
I should add that the tooth fairy has written Lauren before. One time the tooth fairy did not leave anything- Lauren was bummed but left her tooth under her pillow again the next night and got a nice note about how the tooth fairy had been on vacation and couldn't get back. Talk about guilt!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Trauma
Lauren and I had dental appointments this morning and we both have to go back because we both need a filling. This is my first new filling in 17 years (although a lovely root canal has happened in the meantime along with a lovely porcelain crown). This will be Lauren's first filling. And when she found out she needed a filling she sobbed. And sobbed. And sobbed some more. As if she's just learned that a dear friend had died or something horrid had happened.
In those moments I have a hard time responding. On the one hand, I want to comfort her. On the other, it is just a filling. Good gravy.
So I talked her down a bit and made some corny asides. I bet there'll be more tears in mid-February when she goes back.
She has been tearier than normal (ok, she's actually cried a few times versus her normal, non-crying mode) and I keep wondering if we are heading in puberty. NOOOOOOOOO! Once it starts I lose my sweet girl for several years.
Now I want to cry!
In those moments I have a hard time responding. On the one hand, I want to comfort her. On the other, it is just a filling. Good gravy.
So I talked her down a bit and made some corny asides. I bet there'll be more tears in mid-February when she goes back.
She has been tearier than normal (ok, she's actually cried a few times versus her normal, non-crying mode) and I keep wondering if we are heading in puberty. NOOOOOOOOO! Once it starts I lose my sweet girl for several years.
Now I want to cry!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Techno-savvy?
David bought an i-pod nano for me as a surprise Christmas gift. Although I had never mentioned wanting one, he knew that I would like it. But what really made me excited about the nano is that it uses the Nike-Fit+ technology. Let me say upfront that I cannot wear Nike shoes. Oh, the pain! Plus, I have to wear a size 12 in them and my ego can't take that. But you can order the chip and receiver on their own (for only $30).
My receiver cover came in the mail yesterday so today I gave it a try. Of course, I read the directions again after my jog was over- had some real "duh" moments with it. It is pretty cool- sort of like having a Garmin watch (we have an old Garmin- it went on the fritz but is now back to working).
All of this has made me feel like a technologically advanced person (of course, in my family that's not saying much since my mom want to go to hooker.com to find chairs...). So I bit the bullet and joined Facebook today. I have sent out several invites to be friends (so junior high). One lady (was a girl not so long ago) accepted and when I viewed her profile I found a photo album posted by a guy who lived on David's dorm floor with- surprise- pics of David back in the old mullet days! Makes me wistful.
If you have a facebook account, let me know and I'll add you as a friend.
I am not sure I have the time needed to keep up with an additional distraction but surely I can fit it in.
While we're talking technology, we got the Wii Outdoor Challenge game and man, is that thing fun. Funny to watch people do it, fun to play. I even earned a bronze crown last night.
My receiver cover came in the mail yesterday so today I gave it a try. Of course, I read the directions again after my jog was over- had some real "duh" moments with it. It is pretty cool- sort of like having a Garmin watch (we have an old Garmin- it went on the fritz but is now back to working).
All of this has made me feel like a technologically advanced person (of course, in my family that's not saying much since my mom want to go to hooker.com to find chairs...). So I bit the bullet and joined Facebook today. I have sent out several invites to be friends (so junior high). One lady (was a girl not so long ago) accepted and when I viewed her profile I found a photo album posted by a guy who lived on David's dorm floor with- surprise- pics of David back in the old mullet days! Makes me wistful.
If you have a facebook account, let me know and I'll add you as a friend.
I am not sure I have the time needed to keep up with an additional distraction but surely I can fit it in.
While we're talking technology, we got the Wii Outdoor Challenge game and man, is that thing fun. Funny to watch people do it, fun to play. I even earned a bronze crown last night.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Daily grindstone
I so enjoyed my winter break (the multitude of religions at Uschool has forever impacted my ability to call it Christmas break). So heading back to work this week totally sucked.
One highlight was Sunday night when I apparently dreamed about a helicopter circling above our house (I swear it was real). I got out of bed and was watching it circle once while shining a spotlight and woke David up (while at the window). We had a lot of debates about whether or not the copter was there. Who knows? But it was pretty tough to get back to sleep after that.
This bizarre Okie weather has been a source of more confusion than normal. It gets nice, it gets cold, it gets nice, it gets cold, it... well, you've got the point.
David and I rented a few movies over break. We saw Iron Man (which was surprisingly enjoyable) and Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull (even Lauren thought it was stupid- I mean, I liked the campy bits but the end, geez...). We also caught Oh Brother and Dodgeball on tv (probably good old TBS). I work with some people who have never seen either of these. I know Dodgeball is silly, but I swear it cracks me up every time. Every single time. And then I want to quote it. Not so great around kids.
Lauren's first basketball game of the season is tomorrow. Heaven help me. Last year we were on a Park and Rec team and we lost every game. Plus Lauren played like a statue. I am hoping for better this year. She can actually dribble this year but the coach isn't working them very hard and they really haven't practiced enough (versus last year's too many practices!).
One highlight was Sunday night when I apparently dreamed about a helicopter circling above our house (I swear it was real). I got out of bed and was watching it circle once while shining a spotlight and woke David up (while at the window). We had a lot of debates about whether or not the copter was there. Who knows? But it was pretty tough to get back to sleep after that.
This bizarre Okie weather has been a source of more confusion than normal. It gets nice, it gets cold, it gets nice, it gets cold, it... well, you've got the point.
David and I rented a few movies over break. We saw Iron Man (which was surprisingly enjoyable) and Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull (even Lauren thought it was stupid- I mean, I liked the campy bits but the end, geez...). We also caught Oh Brother and Dodgeball on tv (probably good old TBS). I work with some people who have never seen either of these. I know Dodgeball is silly, but I swear it cracks me up every time. Every single time. And then I want to quote it. Not so great around kids.
Lauren's first basketball game of the season is tomorrow. Heaven help me. Last year we were on a Park and Rec team and we lost every game. Plus Lauren played like a statue. I am hoping for better this year. She can actually dribble this year but the coach isn't working them very hard and they really haven't practiced enough (versus last year's too many practices!).
Friday, January 2, 2009
Add furniture please
So my mom called the other day. If you know my mom, this story is par for the course. If you don't know her, just understand that she is a very nice person but sometimes, well, a bit dense. For example, one time she had been working on the crossword in the paper but was stumped. I looked over her answers. One clue was looking for a 3 letter word meaning "genetic information." She filled in "gna" (this is for real- I may not be the most brilliant but as a science teacher I was quite aghast).
Back to the phone call. She and my dad are in the middle of a big remodel. The remodel started in August and I think they'll be lucky if it is done in February. My dad had dropped her off at the mall on his way into work the other day. She went to Macy's and Dillard's to check out chairs (apparently she is looking for wing back chairs) but the stores didn't have what she wanted. So she had decided to shop on-line and was asking me how to look for them. She had found some Hooker chairs she wanted. She said, "so do I just type in www. hooker . com?"
Um, no. I said, "Mom, I think you might actually get a real hooker if you type that in."
Mom "Oh."
The thought never even entered her mind. I spent the next 15 minutes trying to explain to her that google is a search engine (she had a few other, less potentially interesting, thing to find). But part of me wishes she would have tried the hooker URL.
It made me think of a mistake I made a few years ago- I meant to type in hotmail but inadvertently entered homtail. Not what I was expecting.
And I would blame my mother's lack of computer savvy on her age but Dave's parents are older than she is and they are both pretty with it.
Obviously, I haven't mentioned this blog to my mom. She would check it every day, after I spent 2 hours explaining what a blog is. And she would post super sweet responses like, "I love you honey" and "how dare you post such ugly pictures of my darling grandchild- you are out of our will."
Back to the phone call. She and my dad are in the middle of a big remodel. The remodel started in August and I think they'll be lucky if it is done in February. My dad had dropped her off at the mall on his way into work the other day. She went to Macy's and Dillard's to check out chairs (apparently she is looking for wing back chairs) but the stores didn't have what she wanted. So she had decided to shop on-line and was asking me how to look for them. She had found some Hooker chairs she wanted. She said, "so do I just type in www. hooker . com?"
Um, no. I said, "Mom, I think you might actually get a real hooker if you type that in."
Mom "Oh."
The thought never even entered her mind. I spent the next 15 minutes trying to explain to her that google is a search engine (she had a few other, less potentially interesting, thing to find). But part of me wishes she would have tried the hooker URL.
It made me think of a mistake I made a few years ago- I meant to type in hotmail but inadvertently entered homtail. Not what I was expecting.
And I would blame my mother's lack of computer savvy on her age but Dave's parents are older than she is and they are both pretty with it.
Obviously, I haven't mentioned this blog to my mom. She would check it every day, after I spent 2 hours explaining what a blog is. And she would post super sweet responses like, "I love you honey" and "how dare you post such ugly pictures of my darling grandchild- you are out of our will."
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