Archive - 2011

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Random Personal Epiphanies Of 2011
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Hoarders – Backpack Edition
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Holiday Concert: Tears and Toots
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See You Next Tooth-Day
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Class Photos

Random Personal Epiphanies Of 2011

* Some days I’m way more talk than walk. * When will I actually learn that I need more sleep? * We care about what others think about us, even if we say we don’t. * Thinking about doing something kind for someone isn’t that same as actually doing it. * Low rise jeans are drafty and uncomfortable. * I worry more than the average person. * I don’t drink enough water. * I’m sick of the Jones’ and no longer care what they have (that’s what I’m telling myself anyway). * Family is everything. * I have a very real addiction to carbohydrates. * I am a loser. Literally – I physically lose at least two items per week. * If I can spare $10 for a bottle of wine, I can buy surely buy “expensive” vitamins. * Children hear every word you say…even if you think they’re not listening. * I’m the most disorganized organized person on earth. * I cry more when I’m happy than I do when I’m sad. * I can fluctuate significantly between insecure and wildly over-confident in the same day. * I spend too much time fussing with my hair. I should save[…]

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Hoarders – Backpack Edition

A bill to be paid, a roll of tape, marbles, the dog’s food dish, a stick of lip balm, a brick of cheese—pretty much anything small enough to be stowed in a little girl’s pink backpack may go missing around here at any time. Seems we have a backpack pack rat. My girl enjoys squirreling away all kinds of things in her backpack and collecting items as she goes about her day. At bedtime we enjoy a hilarious daily round of, “What’s In Avery’s Backpack?” The game is simple—unload the bag and laugh uproariously at the contents of the day. Here’s what she collected yesterday: sharp scissors (excellent parental supervision) my bracelet small jewelery box the home phone one pencil, one brown pencil crayon school binder gold ribbon tiara one candy cane pedometer one Franklin window decal her brother’s friend’s phone number on a sticky not tube of 18 hour Cracked Heel Cream two pairs of 3D glasses stuffed dog toy assorted loose change and three marbles foil “Happy Birthday” sign one deflated whoopie cushion  binoculars                                                    […]

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Holiday Concert: Tears and Toots

  At Avery’s holiday concert, as I sat surrounded by beaming faces, the parental pride was palpable. The children marched in, class by class and took their place on stage. Avery stood near the back, so I couldn’t see her but I cried anyway. It’s the music. Gets us every time. After the last song, Avery’s Ed Assistant lifted her up so her head was above the rows of other Kindie heads. Avery’s eyes met mine and she shouted, “Hi Mummeeeeeeee!” as loud as she could, waving frantically.   Later that night as we lay in her bed reviewing the day, she asked, “See me Mummy? My show. See me?”Yes I saw you. You were amazing. A star, in fact.   The next day, Avery and I attended her big brother’s concert. Cloaked in a forest green bed sheet, he played the role of one of the Three Wise Men. I may be biased, but I’m pretty sure he was the wisest of the lot.  Then during a quiet moment in the play, a very loud toot broke the silence. No, not a horn or flute from the play. I’m talking about a big ol’ fart.    Others only heard it,[…]

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See You Next Tooth-Day

What is with my family’s inability to keep their teeth in their heads??? I knocked out a front tooth when I was four. The adult tooth eventually came in, but slowly over the years it turned brown, then black. I eventually had to have it replaced with a crown (or live life as a pirate). When my son was a toddler, he followed in my footsteps and knocked out a front tooth. Two actually. Turns out the two teeth were attached at the root. Show-off. The adult tooth came in and though it’s not brown, it came in so high his eye tooth is practically IN his eye. In keeping with our family tradition, my sweet girl fell face first into an ottoman—which is soft except for the 1x1mm metal stud she zeroed in on. Fortunately she didn’t lose a tooth, but it was wiggly. I took her to the dentist the next morning. We’d been to this office a few times before and didn’t care for the dentist or her staff. Sorry. For a pediatric dental clinic they were not great with kids. Especially kids with special needs. The minute we pulled into the parking lot my daughter began[…]

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Class Photos

A picture may be worth a thousand words, but the words may not always speak the truth.   Case in point, my kids’ class pictures.   My son’s photo depicts him as a social butterfly surrounded by hordes of adoring fans, the consummate centre of attention. In reality, he’s a quiet guy who keeps a small handful of friends close.   My daughter’s picture (below) on the other hand, tells the tale of a child on the perimeter of acceptance. She is the blondie at the end on the first row. A solitary loner at the end of the bench.   In this picture, my daughter may be set apart from her peers, but unlike her brother, she is a social butterfly. She is fully integrated in her classroom. There is no judgement among her peers and she is accepted for who she is.   At first glance, this photo could be unsettling for a family unaware of their child’s scholastic journey.  And not just because of the creepy masks I Photoshopped on my daughter’s classmates due to privacy issues.  Avery adores her teacher, her wonderful EAs and her loving classmates. She is made to feel like a valuable member[…]

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