Not Everyone's Mama

It’s been a long time since I’ve gone 2 days without blogging.  Friday and Saturday were very very very long. 

Friday I woke up and still felt like crud, with additional symptoms that showed up.  I had to go get Jordan though.  We drove up to get him and as soon as he saw me he told me his ear was hurting.  I said do you want to leave now?  I’ll take you to the doctor.  No, he wanted to watch their rodeo and then go to lunch, then leave. 

We were standing in line for lunch when he told me he wanted to go ahead and go to the doctor.  I found a counselor and told them we were leaving.

On a positive note, 3 counselors came up and told me how wonderful Jordan was.  How he was the best behaved one in his group.  How they never had to tell him to do anything twice.  How helpful he was. 

HUH?

Oh yeah, turned out they said if the kids didn’t listen the first time they’d be helping in the barn….shoveling horse poop.

I was ROFL.

I’d do everything I was told to do in that case also.  Turns out not all the kids felt the same way.  Must have liked helping with the horse manure.

As we were leaving, a counselor drove up in a golf cart to tell Jordan goodbye and that he was recommending him for the Leader In Training program, meaning that he is on the fast track to becoming a counselor.  He was the only kid in his group (and the youngest in his group period) who got that recommendation.

Let’s all say it, Jordan you rock!

I took him to the doctor where he was diagnosed with swimmer’s ear.

Here Jordan and I were both sicker than dogs.  I felt like I had serious food poisoning, which was impossible, since I hadn’t had an appetite all day from my nasty cold.  Just a virus?  Christiano had the same virus….whatever it was.

I called Pato at 5 crying, begging him to come home.  He’d talk to his boss.  He showed up at 10.  Thanks so much you jerk.  Well, I had some more choice words for him, but we’ll keep it family friendly here.

Jordan woke up me up at 4 in the morning Saturday morning (from Friday night) crying like I haven’t seen him cry in a long time.  Almost screaming at times, he sobbed about how his ear was killing him. It looked horrible from the outside, bright red, a little swollen, and extremely painful.

I tried everything.  Tea tree oil on a cotton ball, Sunbreeze oil on the outside of his ear in front and behind, ibuprofin, nothing helped.  I have not seen him in that kind of pain since he broke his wrist playing superman when he was 3.  I finally broke down and gave him 1/2 a hydrocodone.  It took about 20 minutes but he finally calmed down, he couldn’t sleep well, but at least he wasn’t sobbing anymore.

Yesterday morning, Pato took him back to the doctor.  Jordan was out of control again with the pain.  The doctor said to keep going with the drops but she also prescribed him his own hydrocodone for the pain.  He gets 1/2 a pill every 6 hours.  It’s enough to take the edge off and then 2 ibuprofin knock it out for a couple of hours.  He got 5 hours of sleep while Pato took the other 3 to the pool and then to Wal-Mart. 

I still felt like crud yesterday morning, but I was starting to return to the living.  Pato had told me on Friday night that his mom would be leaving for Ohio on Sunday (from Mexico) if he promised that we’d go up too.  That made me get my butt in motion making Kat’s first day of school dress.  Without my mom.  I should have waited.  Darn 40 year high school reunion on the same weekend I want to make my dress anyway.

Oh well, she loves it.

Why the hurry? I still have to go school supply shopping, school clothes shopping, and go to Ohio for a week?  I won’t have time to do the dress when I get back.

Want to see it?  It turned out nothing like the picture, my own fault.  I started with the same pieces the dress had, but I’ve never read a pattern before.  And I didn’t understand it.  So, I made it the way I wanted to.  My mom told me wait for her to help me with the sleeves.  I figured out why when I had the gathers at the bottom, instead of the top making a cap sleeve, now she has a bell sleeve.  And it’s a cell phone pic.  Personally, I think it looks much cuter in person.  Tell me honestly, do you think it should be shorter?

I need my mom to help me fix the buttons in the back, the button holes suck and my buttons aren’t on straight. 

Personally, I think it will be a great dress for a little Hispanic girl on Dia De Los Muertos.  Of course, it’s not like we are invited to a lot of fiestas for Dia de Los Muertos, but it’s the thought.  We’ll just make our own dead bread recipe and take it to school.

In case you can’t see the pattern on the dress, those are skulls with pink cross bones.

You know, fabric most 6 year olds would pick out for their first day of school dress.

Plus it has silver ric rac and glittery pink buttons.

She loves it.

I think if I made it knee length, it might look less formal.

I’m really glad I didn’t put the white collar on it I was thinking about.  It totally would have been Wednesday Addams.

Now Alyce has pink silk Betty Boop fabric to make the same dress.

I’m waiting for my mom.

No rush on Alyce’s, she doesn’t go to preschool until next fall.

Here’s to a day with no sickies today.  I’m hoping when Jordan gets up he feels much much better!

Have a great day!

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You won’t be, but if you could.  I’m scary.  Stuffed up nose, sore throat, pressure – oh my dear Lord, the pressure. It’s behind the bridge of my nose.  I want to go back to bed but Christiano is not in the mood for a nap.  Well, he was, but the girls woke him up.  My nose is raw from blowing it.  Doesn’t matter what kind of tissue I use – though Angel Soft toilet paper seems to be the best so far.  There’s no way I’m posting a picture of how pretty I look right now.

I had things I wanted to do today too.

I wanted to drop off the shirt I bought for my cousin, then I wanted to run the new happy hut thing that I made for my sister in law’s lovebird off at their house, and my sister is having a jewelry party tonight.  I am not up to any of it, not to mention I don’t think anyone else wants to catch what I have.  Which I know for a fact is contagious because all of my kids woke up with stuffy noses this morning.

Lovely.

My dad came and picked up my cousin’s shirt to take to my aunt and my SIL is coming to pick up the happy hut.  At least that is done.  My sister said that she had a couple of people tell her that they would be at her party, so all is not lost.

The happy hut thing came out so cute!  I made this one for Twinkle when we first got her, but as you can see, it’s long.  When I saw the size of the one that came with Woodstock, I decided to make something similar so Twinkle would have even more room. 

I was kind of really proud of myself.  It’s not perfect, but I made that free hand – no pattern.  Just looked at Woodstock’s, which is backless and figured out how to add a back to it.  Next sewing task is to make a dress for Kat’s first day of school. She picked out the pattern, the fabric, the ric rac, the buttons, I just don’t know how to work with a pattern.  I could probably figure it out, but it’s a pattern that can make 6 dresses in sizes 4 – 8 or something like that.  I want to make them for both girls.  I need my mom to help me figure out how to do it so I don’t ruin the pattern for Alyce when I’m making something for Kat.

And that my friends is for when I’m not sicker than a dog.

Me thinks my mom doesn’t want to catch what I have.

Tomorrow is the day I get to go up and watch the rodeo at Jordan’s camp, eat lunch with him, and then I can bring him home directly from there.  I truly hope this lets up then.  I am not missing that for the world.

And now my friends, I have run out of all the energy I mustered up to type this post, so I shall bid you adieu. 

Or Adios.

Or just goodbye.

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Spirit by Andrew Feder

Randall Lender was a Wanted Man. He was wanted by the Clergy of the Major Organized Religions, the Governments and the New World Order, but that was the least of his problems. After going out of body (astral projection) Randall Lender suddenly found himself in such a paradox where the surrealism meets dilemma. Within this phenomenon of Looking Through the Hour Glass he unfortunately after leaving his physical body ended up into another’s. This was his paradox. This was his dilemma. This was his surrealism. And regrettably for Lender this was the real quantum problem. Randall Lender found himself on an unexpected journey with its twists and turns until he realizes that he must die to live for his return to his former body. And now the elixir of questions remains: What? How? And Why? Then you’ll ask why me? Why him? And What If?

I started this book so excited because I truly love books like this.  And honestly, the story is intriguing.  It makes you think.  The problem I had was it was hard to read for me.  The dialogue, I don’t want to say it felt cheap, but it…I’m trying to figure out how to describe it, it feels like a high school student wrote it.  (No disrespect to high school student writers because there are some who are superbly talented and write light years ahead of their age groups.)  It felt forced.  The descriptions felt as if the writer was trying too hard. 

Also throughout the book there was a lot of … and … and … where there really didn’t need to be any.  On page 177, there are 21 places where he uses … alone.

Plus there is this habit if italicizing slang terms that I just didn’t get.

“Do you understand your rights?” the cop asked while shoving me into a black and white.

Does every slang term have to be italicized?  I’ve never seen that before, or not to the extent that he uses it.

It all distracted from the actual story, which like I said could have been awesome read, if it wasn’t for the forced feeling throughout the book, as if someone tried too hard, the punctuation, and the italicizing of all these random words.  I forgot about the words LIGHT and DARK being capitalized throughout the whole book.  I guess I understand he was trying to highlight them, make them stand out, but it came off as annoying. 

I felt no connection to the characters whatsoever.  Usually when I get done reading a book, I want more.  I want to know what happens to them after the resolution.  With these two, I really didn’t care.  I was just happy to have finished.

I also found it odd, that this spiritual soul/spirit that was in this hit man’s body, could speak so eloquently 95% of the time, then come out with some of the crudest things.  I would not expect this lightened soul, the good guy, the one that people are looking to to solve all these problems, to have the mouth and mind of a gutter rat every once in awhile.  It didn’t jive.

You know what’s weird?  The book has great reviews out there.  When I looked on Amazon all the reviewers had positive things to say and no one mentioned any of the problems I had with the book, so maybe it’s just me.  If it sounds like something you’d like, check it out, read the other reviews, I could be way off base in my own thoughts.

I’ve read a lot of books in my 35 years on this Earth though and never have I seen one with the … behind every few words throughout the whole book and with all of these slang terms italicized.  It bugged me.

Some might say I use … too much when I blog, but if I was to write a novel, I would not write that in the same way as I do when I blog.  My blog is more informal.

I hate to give a bad review of anything, but I have to tell you how I honestly feel, and I am honestly glad that I am done reading Spirit.  If you follow my book reviews, you know how fast I read.  This book took me 3 days.  It was really hard to bring myself to keep reading, I kept hoping that dialogue would get better, descriptions would be more inviting, anything.  It continued on throughout the book, and I was really disappointed, because the idea behind this story could have been awesome.

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When Katiana and I were cleaning yesterday, she asked me what to do with the paperwork for Jordan’s camp.  I told her to put it on my desk.  Then it went missing.  She doesn’t know where it’s at.

So, I got up bright and early, did my hair, then called the camp to see what time family day was.  I was so excited to see Jordan.  I guess there was a miscommunication and there is no family day.

That stinks.

We all were looking forward to seeing him.

So now I sit with my hair all done, a lovebird on my shoulder (Woodstock), and no where to go. 

And I miss my son.

I’ll see him on Friday when I pick him up.  She did say I was welcome to come to their rodeo on Friday morning.  That would be fun. 

Pato took the whole day off because we were planning on going as a family.  I guess we can find something else to do as a family.

Maintenance finally showed up at 6:30 yesterday after 3 phone calls about my air conditioner and my toilet.  The first guy showed up and pulled my toilet out and I guess it’s not leaking anymore.  Unfortunately, I still can’t use it.  It won’t flush all the way.  We have a sneaking suspicion that Christiano might have flushed something that was unflushable.  He’s coming back today with an auger to snake it out.

He said the air conditioner would have to wait until today, but then Randy showed up, he’s just under the head of maintenance.  They pulled my air conditioner out and took it out to the porch where they used some heavy duty cleaner and a power washer to clean it out.  Works perfectly now and set at 74 it’s colder in my apartment than it’s been the entire time we’ve lived here.  We normally have to have it at 68 to keep it tolerable in here.   They’ve told me before to run the filter through the dishwasher when I complain that it’s hot in here.  Told you it wasn’t working right.

They just came an fixed the toilet.  Yippie!  Now I can use my own toilet.

Now to find something to do today.

That doesn’t revolve around cleaning.

I did that all day yesterday.

Though my kitchen floor could use a good scrubbing.

And the bird cages need cleaned today.

Did I tell you my sister in law got me the perfect magnet?  Live more! Clean less!

Amen sister!

Jordan’s guidance counselor just called to apologize for the miscommunication.  I adore her.  She asked me to come up on Friday for the rodeo.  She also told me that if Jordan likes this camp, they also have a leadership program he can go into.  I think that would be awesome! 

I’m always looking ahead for the kids, thinking of opportunities that will help them as they get older, without pushing them.

I keep thinking how neat it would be if Jordan continued on with the camp, then volunteered as a camp counselor when he was older, plus the leadership program.  That would be awesome to put on his college applications.  He’s going into 5th grade, so 6 more years until we start visiting colleges and sending off applications.

That’s another reason I’m having him join 4H this fall.  (And started Katiana in Clover Kids.)  All the opportunities to learn and grow. 

I have to share one thing I read on the camp’s website that I thought was so cool.  Each kid gets assigned their own horse at the beginning of the week.  They ride that horse all week, help take care of them, etc.  It lets them learn to control something bigger than themselves.  So awesome!  Also, they offer horseback riding lessons.  I was thinking if Jordan enjoyed riding that we could see how much those cost.

And now, Twinkle the lovebird is hanging from my hair, so I shall let you go and give her some love.

Have a great day!

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I swear everything has sprung a leak.  Ok, it’s actually only my air conditioner and my toilet.

I didn’t notice the air conditioner was leaking until I stepped in smooshy carpet.  BTW, spell check says that smooshy isn’t word.  I say it is.

2 nice leaks running down my wall.

I took off the cover and filter and ran those through the dishwasher in case that was what was causing it.  It wasn’t. 

While that was happening, Pato discovered that when you flush the toilet in our bathroom, water comes gushing out of the bottom. 

Anything else want to go wrong?

I called maintenance, not once, but twice.

They still haven’t come. 

Want to see the set up for my air conditioner leaks?

That’s the first leak, it’s the biggest.

After I put all that in place, I noticed a second leak.

Yes, those are paper plates, cut up and taped to lead the water to the bucket.

I keep having to retape because the tape gets wet and doesn’t stick as well.

I have fans blowing at my wet carpet.

Where is maintenance?

It’s almost 4, the apartment office closes at 5.  This must not be considered an emergency.

Though my bathroom smelling like stale pee is an emergency to me.

Not thrilled.

Thought I’d throw up my latest batch of bird bread for anyone bird owners out there.  My birds went crazy for it this morning, of course, they always go crazy for it, so that’s not really new.

Before cooked

After cooked

I’m getting some lovely lighting on my pictures from my phone lately.  I think I need to clean the lens.

Here’s the recipe.

2 cups whole wheat flour
2 cups corn meal
1/4 cup baby rice cereal
a cup of oatmeal
1 egg ground up, shell and all
a pinch of baking soda
1 3/4 cups organic apple juice
1 or 2 size 3 baby dinners (tonight I used chicken and noodle) (If I use 2, I use 1 1/2 cups apple juice)

The rest is where it gets fun, I don’t measure out the rest, just throw it in.

I drizzle in honey, shake in cinnamon, throw in some pellets/seed/millet whatever I have right there in mass quantity – I don’t want to run low on them when I go to feed them the next day. 
I put in honeydew, cantaloupe, peaches, pineapple, strawberries that came from my friend’s garden, and banana for fruits
Corn, green beans, peas, broccoli, cauliflower, brussle sprouts, watercress, and dried chili peppers for veggies. (I think there are lima beans in it too.)

I also threw in a couple of handfuls of raisins.
Stir it all up – I went a tad overboard- had trouble stirring it.

350 degrees for 40 minutes and it’s done

I used to run all the veggies and fruits through the food processor before I cooked it, but my budgies are wierd. Smashed up, they change the color of the bread, and they didn’t appreciate the blueberries turning their bread purple one time.
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I make mine in a 9 X 13 pan, cut it into squares, freeze it. Then I pull a few pieces out each morning (I have small birds) and it lasts about a week.

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Child expert Wendy Toone offers fun ways to expand your child’s mind during the dog days of summer. 

We may be in knee deep in those lazy, hazy days of summer, but that doesn’t mean we still can’t keep our kids active with challenging games and activities that will keep their minds buzzing. In fact, here are some great rainy day and car ride activities that will challenge your kids to think on their feet!

1. Mind games can keep boredom away as well as physical activity. Even small children can follow an adjusted version of "I Spy." Just be sure that the clues are age appropriate and not too tricky. Look for easy to spot shapes, bright colors, or unique characteristics (animals, common objects such as pencils, etc.). Remember to let them give you the clues, too, to really work their brains. Finding an object is different than coming up with a clue for an object.

2. Once your child is a little older, around 4 years or so, theme games can be played. A favorite (still) of my kids is the animal game. "I Spy"-like clues can be given, but your child must rely on their memory and knowledge of animals instead of looking for pictures or representations of them. These types of games are great for long car rides, and you can make them more challenging, as your children get older. Go in order through the alphabet…"I have a long nose and tongue" = Aardvark (or anteater, both will work in this case); "I’m totally white and live in the cold" = Beluga whale. Get it?

3. READ, READ, READ. Reading to your child, no matter how young, increases their vocabulary, imagination, and overall cognitive abilities. Hearing language creates synapses – the connection of brain cells. Most of us parents think that reading at bedtime is sufficient. And while bedtime stories create a wonderful bonding time between parent and child, so can reading a story with your child snuggled on your lap in a waiting room. Granted, you can’t be expected to tote a small library around with you at all times. But if you know your day will include a little waiting time, why not pop your child’s favorite book in the day bag. Or maybe a story you haven’t yet read to them? Or take advantage of digital children’s books that can be downloaded to your cell phone or iPod? These digital books can do double duty, as oftentimes they are books that are enhanced with narration (sometimes even music and sound effects are added), so your little one can hear the book as they see the words on your phone or iPod screen.

So the next time you find yourself exasperated trying to tame the savage beast that is a toddler with nothing to do, try a few of these tips. Not all of them will work at all times or in every situation. But hopefully if nothing else, it will spark your creativity to engage your child and use your waiting time as teaching time. For there is no better teacher for a child than his or her own parent. Good luck!!!

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I dropped Jordan off at 9:20 this morning.  We actually got there at 9 and I hung around until 9:30, talking to counselors and other parents.

One of the counselors took Jordan under his wing.  He came up and taught him the “secret” camp handshake, then walked him over to some other kids and told he was going to give them a business tip.  He showed them how to give a good firm handshake and introduce themselves properly.

Hi!  I’m Jordan, it’s nice to meet you. 

Remember, this is a leadership camp.

The counselor started talking to a little boy sitting there in Spanish.  Then he turned to Jordan and in Spanish asked, “Do you speak Spanish?”

Jordan just stood there.

I said back in Spanish, “He understands Spanish, all my kids do, but they don’t speak it.”  We went back and forth speaking to each other, the other counselors staring at us.  He turned to them and said, “What she just said was, I can tear it UP in Spanish.”

I laughed.

I told him if you tell Jordan to clean his room in Spanish he will pop back at you in English, I don’t speakie the Spanish.

But he knows what you told him to do.

He does it to Pato all the time.

He asked Jordan if he was ready to go canoeing, paddle boating, kayaking, horseback riding, and to do some archery?

Jordan was STOKED!

I loved this.  He went to take some boys to kick a soccer ball around.  One of the boys said, I can’t.

The counselor said, oh no. We never say I can’t here.  We say, I can’t yet.  Do you know what that means?

It means though you might not be able to do it now, you can learn, and then you can do it.

No defeatist attitudes at that camp!  Love it!

I think this place is going to be good for Jordan. 

We’re able to email him whenever we want and he’ll get those emails printed out and given to him every day at mail call.  I gave it to my mom, his dad, my sister, and his cousin Taylor.  I thought it would be fun to get different emails every day from family.  I need to give it to my brother Steve as well.

I’ll admit that I cried when I left.

Those apron strings, how far can they stretch? 

Just wondering.

I got lost leaving there.

We’ve talked about my lack of directional ability before.  It’s why I have a GPS – on my phone and in my car. 

My GPS is missing.  I noticed it yesterday and called Pato.  I left him a message, asking him if he had it.  Nope.  He had my car on Saturday.  I’m wondering if he forgot to lock it somewhere and it was stolen because I didn’t feel any holes by my locks nor was there any damage to windows.  Just gone.  I need to do a thorough search of my car and see if it fell in a crevice somewhere. 

I typed Pato’s address into my Sprint Navigation.  Your GPS signal is weak.  Please check your sky view.  Dude, I’m in a car with a sunroof.  (Pato’s car)

Tried Google Maps.  It was telling me to take roads that I wasn’t even near.

So frustrated.

I needed to get to Pato’s work. I left the kids with him, he drove them to work, and then I was picking them up after dropping Jordan off.

Finally I found a road that looked promising.  Took it.  I see road ends in 1,000 feet for construction.  I started crying.  I get panicky when I’m lost.  I called Pato and said, I’m on this road and this road, but the road ends.  I’m looooooost.  He said, turn right, follow it, you’ll come out in front of my work in about 20 minutes.

That’s what I love about my husband.  He never gets lost.  Not once in 8 years.

Does that mean I wasn’t really lost?

I cannot survive without GPS.

I have got to search my car later today.

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For a week is hard.  I mean, Jordan’s spent 5 days at his dad’s house, no problem.  I always start missing him the second day, and by day 4 I’m calling to see when he’s coming home.

We went to get his stuff for camp yesterday and as I packed him up  I got all sniffly.  Pato was laughing at me.

I’m sending my first baby to sleep away camp, I’ll cry if I want to, thank you mucho!

I asked my dad when he called me if it was hard to send me off to Brownie (Girl Scout) camp or Missionettes camp for the first time I went.  Yeah, it was, but I don’t think it bothered him as much as it’s bothering me.  It must be a mom thing.  Dad thought first of sending me off to Minnesota for Junior Bible Quiz competition.  Can’t be easy to send your kid out of state.  It was worth it, our church won and I was first in the region.  Woot woot!

He’s all packed with his new socks and underwear, new toothpaste and toothbrush and shampoo and deodorant, which I implored him to please use.  Son, not everyone needs to be exposed to your “man stink” (as he calls it).  New bath towels and a new beach towel, which, Pato didn’t understand why he needed new when we have bath towels here.  Jordan is self-conscious and I wanted him to have towels that would cover him from under the arm pits to the calves.  Ours have shrunk I swear. Anyway, it’s all packed and ready to go tomorrow morning.

I know I’m going to cry.

If the sheet said no electronics, does that include cameras?  I told him to pack it just in case.  I should probably get a disposable so he doesn’t break it.  Cell phone and games will all be left at home.

He said he doesn’t want a picture of the family because he’s not going to get homesick.  I packed his Gecko Webkinz and a note that said I loved him (without him seeing them), just in case he wanted a little bit of home.

I have to drop him off tomorrow morning at the bus that will be taking him to the camp 30 miles away.  I suppose it’s not THAT far.

Wednesday we get to drive up for family day.  He gets to give us a tour of the camp, show us all he’s been doing, all that fun stuff.  Then Friday I pick him up in the afternoon.

I’m going to miss the little poo.

In other news, Jordan has a new crush.  Don’t tell him I told you.

I’m not exactly thrilled.

He used to have a crush on Meredith in his class.  That crush lasted for 3 years.  Then when another sweet little girl in his class, Grace, noticed he was losing weight, that crush transferred to her.

Yesterday we went to Taylor’s cake and ice cream get together for her birthday and she had a friend there.  I don’t judge kids, so don’t take this that way.  I do have to say, I kind of wonder what is going through her mother’s mind.  I asked my SIL how old this girl was, she was taller and um….more developed than my 12 year old niece.  Turns out she was 11, 2 months older than Jordan.  She had probably 7 inches on Jordan height wise.  We all developed at different rates, no problem there.

The thing that bothered me was her shorts.  I know 13, 14, 15 year olds, they go to the mall.  They might buy stuff and hide it from their parents.  I can see it happening.  But at 11?  I don’t see that happening as much.  So, that leads me to believe that her mom bought her these shorts and allowed her out of the house wearing them.  They barely covered her toosh.  In the front she had them rolled up almost to the point where your legs connect to your pelvic area.  I just kept looking, thinking, who?  Who dresses their 11 year old like that?  I asked my SIL about it and she said when they went to something at school, this girl was wearing a skirt or dress, and she asked my niece why she kept pulling it up shorter and shorter.

I don’t get it.

On the way home, I asked Pato what he thought.  He thought it was ridiculous and that neither of our girls would be wearing shorts that short when they live under our roof, he doesn’t care what age they are.  He said that there is a 10 year old girl who comes into his work wearing shorts that are even shorter and tighter than that and she comes in with her parents.  If they were shorter than the ones this girl was wearing….. I don’t even want to think about it.

Not cool mothers, not cool.

Just because they make totally inappropriate clothes in your daughter’s size does NOT mean it’s ok for them to wear them.

Just because they make 3 1/2 inch heels for your 7 year old does not mean you should buy them. (Those are actual shoes for kids.)

Next thing they’ll come out with is a pole dancing kit for kids, you know to unleash the sex kitten inside.

Oh wait, they already have, and it didn’t go over well.

Let Girls Be Girls!

Anyways after that long tirade, Jordan has a crush on her.

While they were on the trampoline throwing balls at each other, Jordan yelled, mom!  Can I have a sleep over at Taylor’s?  (This girl was spending the night.)  Um, no.  You can spend the night on a night when Josh and Shelley ask you to and not when they have their hands full with another kid spending the night, you goober.

This girl said, I know why you want to spend the night?  It’s because I’m here!

I can see Jordan, with a goofy smile on his face, noooo, that’s not why.

Whatever dude.

I am not ready for my kid to grow up.

Ever.

Now I’m off to search for water shoes, last item that needs packed for his trip.

Have a great day!

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