Saturday, August 22, 2009

I wanna Ponytail too

My grandson who is just getting ready to turn 3 loves to do what everyone else is doing...when Grandpa goes to the shed to work..Adam wants to go the shed to work...when Grandma is cooking in the kitchen...Adam wants to cook in the kitchen...when Baby Keaton is crawling around on the floor...Adam wants to crawl around on the floor....sooooo when Grandma says to granddaughter Carissa "Do you want Grandma to put your hair up in a ponytail" that opened a Pandora's box...Adams yells while rubbing his buzz cut..."I wanna ponytail in my hair too!" I look at him and CALMLY state "Boys don't wear ponytails" Now I know this statement might cause a flap but I DO NOT LIKE LONG HAIR ON MEN OR BOYS (unless it is Jon Bon Jovi)My boys never had long hair, my husband has short hair and to this day they keep themselves sheared pretty close. At any rate this statement of reason did not sit well with my little man, who once again insisted that he have a ponytail like "Rissa" and that he too wanted a butterfly barrett. I again stated "Boys don't wear ponytails AND you don't have enough hair to have a ponytail" All my statement did was elicit sobs of dispair. However, being the veteran of many mother/son wars I had just the solution...how about we have a popcicle. Sobbing stopped immediately.A request was made for an orange popcicle..all was well with the world...on a side note not only did "Rissa" get a ponytail and a butterfly barret, she too scored an orange popcicle.

Baby Keaton is now set loose on the world....just shy a couple of weeks from 10 months old...is now toddling around the living room. He is a rough and tumble boy he falls over all the toys (that I might add are the ones he has thrown from the toybox)and just picks himself up toddles off again..He tends to like to toddle over by the coffee table and end table where he has more then once found a stray cheese nip or two. He loves to have Grandma pull him in the wagon. He will ride in the wagon for HOURS! Our perfect evenings are long walks around the neighborhood and then we sit on my porch swing and sings songs and I swing him till he falls asleep and then we just swing on the porch in quiet..just Grandma and her little man.

Carissa spent the morning and afternoon with us last week....I love having a granddaughter! She will be 4 in January and she loves the mall with all her little heart. When I asked her if she wanted to go to the mall, her eyes lit up. I asked her what she wanted to buy from the mall and she says..."A Dress...a princess dress" well we could not find an exact princess dress but we did find a dress with polka dots and a cupcake which she loved...she also got 2 new pair of shoes, a pair of jeans, two new shirts, new DORA underwear (which as soon as her Dad came to pick up her up, she proudly lifted her dress and exclaimed "I got new Dora panties". Her father said she shouldn't show people her new panties, it would be a better idea just to TELL people she got new Dora panties. She also got some new barretts and some baby bling (major sequined bracelets). I think having a granddaughter is very bad on my Visa balance.

Tyson has started middle school. It seems just the other day he came into our lives. I still remember the first time I met him. His mother was dating my son and my son brought her over to our house on halloween with Tyson. They were standing in the yard talking and Ty was getting antsy (as he was only around 4 yrs old and four year olds don't like to stand around especially when they have a bucket for collecting candy.) I look at Tyson and say "Would you like me to walk you down our street while your Mom is talking?" He slipped his little hand in mine and said "Yes, please" and I loved him from that moment on. Now he is a middle schooler and doesn't hold my hand anymore but he still hugs me and tells me he loves me.

Death Run Training Update:
8.66 miles...slow and easy and quite enjoyable...could actually have gone another mile with no great distress. The morning was cool and we had a slight wind that kept us cool...My running buddy had to make a pit stop...the only pit stop was Burger King...I told him just our luck someone would see us going into Burger King and think we were going for the biscuits and gravy instead of doing our long run...if anyone saw us go into Burger King this morning...I swear the only thing we did was use the bathroom.

Biking
Last Sunday we road to Brookston and back...all country roads..total milage around 34 miles. We stopped at a nice little icecream shop and had some yummy icecream...I had blueberry waffle cone crunch...mmmmmm so good and the scoop was huge and only 1.75. However, we burned all the calories from our icecream off as we battled head on wind for the 16 mile trip back home. I might add it was also over 90 degrees that day and our ride started at 12:30 in the afternoon.
Next bike route will be to Linden to the Lindy Freeze...about a 40 mile route...who doesn't love a bike ride that involves icecream?

Girls Going Wild:
It is time for the annual Girls Weekend! St. Louis is our destination! The fathers are probably not as excited as we are cause they will be all on their own...well they got Grandpa backup and actually he is almost better then Grandma backup! Good Luck Guys!

Our Family is Nuts:
I have a wedding dress in my closet. It was suppose to be Kendra's then she changed her mind...she still got married...just did not wear this dress. I told her she should try to sell it and if she did she could use that money for our girls weekend. So she gets it out and she decides that Tasha (yes our skinny itty bitty little Tasha) should model it for the picture and Kendra would entitle her sale..."Wedding Dress...Must Sell...Lost Weight" So it is now listed on Craigs list. with a photo of Tasha swamped in layers of white fabric (no offense Kendra) we will probably get more requests on how did Tasha loose weight(this girl has never been fat a minute of her life...not even when pregnant with an almost 10 pound baby) then offers on the dress.

Over and out for now...time to refuel my jelly belly after this mornings run with some power food...okay I lie I am gonna have a pancake.