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I have been a busy bee prepping for Max’s 3rd birthday party. The scary thing is, it is such a simple party… I can not even imagine the trouble of a more involved celebration for a kid’s b-day.

This is my first time throwing a party for Max with other kids. We had a small shin-ding on his first birthday but at that time, Max didn’t really have any friends of his own. His second birthday my MIL threw him a little party. This year, I have been very excited to host the celebration.

The party is this Saturday at a local playground. It has a dinosaur theme and I’m even hoping to pull together some kind of dinosaur dig. We are ordering pizza for the main food. The cake will be vegan and there will be some fruit and veggies with dip for folks to snack on before pizza time. Simple right? I’ve been working on this shit for about a month. I don’t mind because it is fun but seriously, the amount of thought that goes into a 3 year olds birthday party is more than I would have ever thought possible.

I don’t know if anyone caught the one-day-post I made going off about my latest MIL issue… but, I have decided to refrain from complaining (in this space) about situations with her. Instead… when I have come to a conclusion about something… a lesson learned sort-of-thing… courtesy of MIL, I will post it under the title, Deep Thoughts by Michelle Harmon.

Deep Thoughts by Michelle Harmon

Normally, I like to tell people what I think of their behavior. Assholes really stink and life has taught me it is better to speak up against them rather than to hold your peace forever. Yeah, well, life lies. Sometimes peace only comes with silence.

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Max is old enough (Yay!) where I can allow him to play in our back yard while I type on the computer. I periodically (every 3 mins or so) get up to check on him through the window. Nice. Bella is on the floor getting into EVERYTHING. Let the fun begin!

My in-laws are buying our kids a swing set for Christmas! I am very excited about this. Our backyard is slowly but surely becoming kid-friendly.

Max is really into dinosaur bones. I think I know what he will be getting for Christmas. He just called me outside to look at the bones he found…

Peaking through the window and witnessing his latest excavation site:

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I’m trying to get Max use to the idea that, Mommy can’t play with you all the time. Whenever I tell him this he exclaims very matter of factly, You can!

Max’s version of dino-bones:

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He calls me outside every 30 seconds or so to look at his dino-bones.

Proud paleontologist:

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Hard at work:

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We have had a crazy-fun-busy week. Hal’s grandma made Max a cool dinosaur costume in a matter of hours for Halloween. On Tuesday, his school did a “parade” around the playground. Max, as far as I could tell, was the only person in a homemade costume. I really need to learn how to sew because I’d like to always be able to make his costumes… and show him how to do it, too. Grandma’s ability to whip out an amazing costume in less than a day is inspiring.

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He has a cool tail that I thought I photographed but somehow missed.

Bella and I hung out with Max and I got to see how his teachers are with the kids. Though, they were probably on their best behavior (the teachers) because three other parents were there, too. One of the teachers boasted in private conversation how she firmly believes in spanking (her own kids). Max has told me that one of the students has been spanked. Now, I’m not getting all up in arms about this, but it solidifies my desire to send my kids to Montessori school – NO MATTER how far I have to drive to get them there (the free charter school is about 30-40 minutes away – *sigh*).

The creepiest thing about what I saw while at school with Max was the assembly line fashion the children moved around in. They were shuffled from station to station and activity to activity without any real interactions or interest in what they were doing. They seemed the happiest when allowed to play freely. This free-play time was always abruptly interrupted to do a craft. It was disturbing. It seems that the “teachers” are happiest with the students that are “obedient” because it makes their jobs easier… like, they don’t really have to be present in their interactions with the “good” kids. It is the children who act out that get the most direct attention and energy from the teachers. I’m sure the teachers have their “reasons,” but when it comes to children… I don’t think any reason for treating kids like they are robots will be good enough for me to swallow. I went to public schools my whole life and I know that the really great teachers are far and few between.

Halloween night we went to a friend’s house for a party and trick-or-treating. There were lots of kids running around playing, doing crafts, and being silly. Pizza and cold fancy beer kept the adults feeling like adults while the conversations kept us laughing and enjoying the good days. Because that is what these are, the good days.

This was Max’s first year trick-or-treating so at first he didn’t really know what we were doing. It was a bit strange to him. However, once he figured out that with each house we visited a person told him he was cute and gave him candy… his saying for the night became, let’s hit the next house! We all had a fun time.

Today we went to the reading festival.

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We ran into a lot of our friends (real and book-wise), had lunch at Whole Foods, and schlepped home exhausted.

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Those smiles on Max’s face are his camera ready smiles… he’s use to being told, smile!

We had plans to go to a party tonight but had to opt out. Today is the Mexican holiday, The Day of the Dead, and our friends throw a kick ass party for it every year. I really wanted to go so I could party in honor of my dead friend, Monica, and our family’s dead dog, Oscar. We were planning on placing their pictures on the alter. Unfortunately, we live a good 30-40 minutes away and don’t feel up to the drive. I’ve been dreaming about Monica, a lot lately and have woken up once in tears… but anyways, I was going to drink a beer and celebrate the good in her life tonight while partying with my friends. I’m going to have to settle for a glass of wine with my family.

It’s been a good week.

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