Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Take Your Time - I'm Fresh Out
time (tim): n.
2. the entire period of existence of the known universe; finite duration
3. a system of measuring duration
"We are out of time!"
Hrmm... have you ever had one of those mornings? I did, just a few minutes ago. We all woke up late. No one actually wanted to go to school. No one wanted to get dressed (myself included). I gulped down a cup of amazing tea and life was better. Seriously. I'm pretty sure it's what coffee drinkers experience, but I'm not sure since I have maybe 10 cups of coffee a year. [diet coke and tea are a whole nother story!] I kicked into gear, lunches were made, violins grabbed, sweaters donned and out the door to the bus. I'm exhausted and want a cocktail. IT'S ONLY 9 AM!!!! And I have at least 12 more years of mornings like this. And.... would I trade those mornings for anything? Nope. Not a single one.
I discovered that when I'm driving (the whopping 2 blocks to the bus stop... don't go all green on me, we usually walk, even in rain, but we were REALLY late today. TIME!!! I was out of it!) the girls tell me the most amazing things. They tell me all of their fears, hopes, problems, and dreams. Even in the so short 5 minutes that it takes them to get on the bus. [Equally awesome is that the bus driver knows that the girls WILL NOT get on the bus until they have a hug and kiss from me. Miss Ruth waits. And Miss Ruth will.not.let.Crow.on.the.bus, no matter how hard Crow tries. Awesomesauce bus driver.]
I also heard that Bank snores too much. [The sisters are are a bit annoyed that she hasn't had to have a sinus surgery yet, so they complain as MUCH as possible about her snoring, which I've recorded and is pretty minor.]
And Grace is mean in the mornings and wakes everyone up. I discovered that Grace actually gets up an hour before me and pops onto the computer, so after this, I'll contact a computer forensics guy (old friend) and have him search my mac for... I'm not even sure, but I'll have him search. And I'll have him explain to me very simply how to password protect stuff. [I only figured out how to password protect my phone after Crow called Portugal's equivalent of 911. I can now yell into a mobile phone in several languages, "It is not an emergency and I live in America!" I'm fairly certain that someone from the government (here or there) will show up soon. And then they will meet Crow.]
I also learned that I should really clean out my garage so I can put the minivan in there. I have an awesome garage. Fits 2 big cars; my father hung all sorts of hooks on the walls so I can hang bikes, scooters, ladders and extension cords. And he gave me shelving for a birthday gift one year. He might be one of the most fantastical dads ever! I need the garage space because on mornings like this when I need to drive the 2 blocks to the bus stop, I need clear windows in the minivan. To get the clear windows this morning, I had to put all of the windows down, and I was cold!
My Garage: ... there are bikes on the floor. A lone kayak, a row boat (that isn't ours) paddles, scooters galore, jump ropes, tools, a desk(?), boxes of stuff, stuff I'm sending out west (because I'm going to be a grand/great aunt again, and either grand or great totally work for me, feeds my ego...), donation stuff, and just more stuff! Some of my neighbors have amazing garages. They are the ones who still have operating garage doors, no 'stuff' on the floor, painted garage walls (seriously, who has time to do that?! And I'm really jealous!), stairs to the storage space ABOVE the garage (again, I'm really jealous, who wouldn't want all that extra space?), floor mats so if anything ever drips they can wash the mat, a system to hang things like kayaks from the ceiling... the list goes on. And then I look at my lovely neighbors and realize that they have already raised their children and they have TIME to put everything away. I'm coveting time now. Forget the garage, I want time. Or maybe another mother in the house. Or a second wife. Not sure how Q would feel about that, but darn, the garage AND the kitchen would be clean at. the. same. time. Who wouldn't want that?! (Yes, I know laws, morals, etc get in the way, but really! A clean kitchen and garage with laundry being done at the same time seems pretty out of this world to me. Like space alien out of this world....) Yes, I know I digress... bear with me...
Now, we are embarking on the ever stressful holiday season as well. We start with Halloween. Then, Thanksgiving sneaks up. And then we, as mothers start panicking about the winter holidays! (I swear, it doesn't matter which one you celebrate, you freak out anyway!) Then New Year's. Right on it's heals as you sigh a breath, it's Valentine's Day! Time!!! We have no time!
So I propose this to all: Let's make the time for our kids this year.
Who cares if our garages aren't as awesome as the folks who live next door? I'd like to spend the afternoon teaching my girls how to chop vegetables for soup. And I'd like my girls to go biking (without me freaking out where the bikes hang up at night!). And I want my girls to enjoy a movie on a school night if their homework is finished early, popcorn included. I want them to make gingerbread houses for Christmas, light candles, and make home made gifts. All of that takes time, and, well, aren't they worth it?
P.S. Bank just had a birthday and was super excited to get *TWENTY BUCKS* from her aunt. She's already cashed it in for 2 10's so she can go shop for her school's canned food drive. (She did tell me she'll *save* the other one for a toy for herself. I'm pretty proud of her right about now!)
[Note from Mom- If I'd only know $20 would be the awesomesauce gift, I'd have gone with it!]
P.P.S. Nina would have chocked at my misspellings and grammar on this post before my made up words and spellchek. I just like messing with her,,,,, ;) She is my bestest friend ever! [As always, I've fixed everything in the main area and added pics - I leave little notes like this one alone just for you. -N]