Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Weekly Wonderings #93

1. Two loads of laundry are folded and stacked to be put away in each person's room. There are four pairs of underwear for me. There are four for Pete. There are four for Eldest. There are four for Daughter. There is one for Youngest.

2. I guess six years of age is too young to be expected to change underwear on his own every day. Or at least every other day. Or, for God's sake, at least every third day.

3. While I am grateful for less laundry, I wish he'd wear his jeans that often instead.

4. Recent brilliant thoughts which have struck me while commenting on other blogs? How about, "I hate when people we don't like end up coming upon misfortune, leaving us feeling bad for them, when all we really want to do is not like them. How inconsiderate of them!"

5. Or, "I think the reason there's a weight requirement for needing to be in a car seat is they figure, any bigger and the mother will never be able to force the kid into it."

6. I am too brilliant at times, no? No?

7. Last weekend was another dance recital for Daughter. I couldn't help but be enthralled watching her. Beyond the feeling of pride -- "Yeah, that's my daughter up there!" -- there is a sense of admiration I have for her composure and sense of purpose while on stage.

8. We dragged the boys there, of course, because she's their sister for God's sake! In fairness to them, I shouldn't say they were "dragged" there. Eldest's excitement when he turned to me and said, "Daughter is in the next one!" made it clear to me that he gets it.

9. I swear, when he said that, all filled with brotherly pride, I near about cried.

10. On a snarky note about the recital, might I say that I was so damn appreciative of the darkness in the theater so my retching gesture and eye rolling couldn't be seen when Journey's Don't Stop Believing started. And the loud woman behind me said, "I love this song." As I was fond of saying in my youth -- when this song was on its way to becoming one of the most overplayed songs in rock history -- "Gag a maggot!"


Anonymous said...

Just wanted you to know that:

(A)I love your new header pic

(B)I agree wholeheartedly with your feelings about Don't Stop Believing and

(C) LMAO about the gag a maggot mention -- I said that just a few days ago at work and the youngsters that I work with said, "What??? Eeewwwww...." which of course tickled me no end.

Have yourself a great week

Ann On and On... said...

LoL, thank goodness people can not read our minds when watching other kids on stage. On that note, I have to give anyone credit who can get up in front of people to dance or do anything. Lack of inhibitions-long gone for me.

So true about the D S Believing song...

I love to read about heart felt mom moments. As an aunt (not a mom) I get them. :D

D... said...

Oh dear. Not a Journey fan or just the song due to being overplayed?

My son is great about being proud of my daughter. I wish my daughter was the same. She refuses to go to his ballgames now. Last year, he told her that it was important to him for her to come to one of his games. She did. Looked miserable the whole entire time. I'm afraid that when he's old enough to trust to stay home alone, that he'll refuse to watch her on principle.

Mrs. Schmitty said...

Hey girlfriend....stop by my place, I've got something for you!

cjm said...

Yeah, I'm all emotional at Eldest's comment, too. So nice. We didn't get good at supporting each other until later. Today? The Brother said he wanted to buy me my wedding dress. Sob...

Major Bedhead said...

A couple of years ago, my son graduated from high school. I was sitting there, all emotional and proud and then they played the recessional. Don't Stop Believing. His father and I had our hands clapped over our mouths in a vain attempt to keep in the giggles.

Lucy said...

"one pair of underwear' near about killed me! hahaha Having THree BOys.... I have been in that horrified state of discovery!
This weeekly wonderings was too funny.

Scribbit said...

I had to chuckle because every time I do washing there is always one of the kids that is lacking enough underwear for my comfort. I rant and rave that if they don't start changing it or putting it in the laundry that I'm going to start doing morning underwear checks for personal hygiene. Good to know other moms are feeling the same pain :)

CP said...

You WERE brilliant in your comments!

I too have the same wonderings re the # of udnerwear for each person in my house as I do laundry.

Anonymous said...

My youngest has to be reminded to change her underwear too (sometimes more than once if she doesn't change as soon as I remind her). I love when my kids demonstrate pride with each other. They fight like cats and dogs (actually, the cats and dog don't fight) but when each is proud of the other, I melt.

Jillie Bean (AKA Bubba's Sis) said...

We have that underwear issue here, too. It disturbs me.

TOTALLY agree with #4!

Maddy said...

I tend to use the word 'drag' when it isn't always true these days, but old habit die hard.

Love the term 'gag a maggot' I may have to steal that one.


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