Friday, July 29, 2011

{this moment}


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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Hump Day Nuggets

My addled brain is grateful to blogger Dig for inviting others to copy her "Hump Day Nuggets" format. It's especially well-suited to my current inability to tackle any large projects. Blame the heat, the constant noise and movement of a household even "just" one kid, the chicken-with-its-head-cut-off pace of my workdays, whatever. But my inability to string together more than a few meaningful sentences doesn't mean that I am not loving these days, grateful for the little moments they contain, and wanting to remember them always.

Nate is into making up games. The current favorites are:
1)Sitting on "Mama's Wap" on the daybed in his room, then falling over onto the pillows saying, "Oops, capsized!"
2)Peeking above, beneath, and beside some object, saying "Up here!" Down there!" "Over here!"
3)After getting the first (factual) answer to his car query "Where we GOing?," he'll ask if we're going somwehere else. Then he'll smile and say, "nooooo." I come up with sillier and sillier places we might be going, and he delights in answering "noooo" to all of them.
4)Hiding an object, he'll speak all the lines in the following drama, if no one else does: "Where'd _______ Go?" "I don't know." "Hiding." {does a slow reveal of the object} "Found it!"

My grandparents are moving in with my mom (under two hours' drive from us) at the end of July. Words can't express how grateful I am that Nate (and all of us) will have this time with them. Not once-yearly, harried, trying-to-see-everyone visits. But sitting a spell, telling stories, sharing meals. No one I have ever known can enthrall a child, using no toys or props, like my Papaw. My Granny loves my patient, hardworking husband like one of her own children. I pray that the travel, and the transition, will go as smoothly as possible for them. Because, me? I feel like a kid two weeks before Christmas.

Walking the other night, Nate saw a woman in the distance with a leash. "Doggie, doggie, doggie!" he said, until he got a look at the teacup chihuahua at the end of the leash. Then he changed his mind: "Cat."

We are already losing some of my favorite mispronounced words. "Hippo Pappanas" has given way to "Hippotamus." At least we still have "breksits" every morning.

Happy Hump Day!

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Saturday, July 16, 2011

True Story

Mama was eagerly awaiting the boy's 18-month checkup. She envisioned all the ways he'd wow the pediatrician with his vocabulary, perception, memory, and complex sentences. Instead, the boy sat silently for the entire 20 minutes (surely a first.) He didn't repeat the word "stethescope" or point out that the doctor had "glasses on." He didn't name body parts, nor colors/letters/shapes he had spied from across the room. He accepted the tongue depressor the doctor offered, intended to distract him during the exam of eyes, ears, nose. Satisfied, the doctor sat back down across from them, and informed Mama that by two years old, the boy should have a vocabulary of 50 words ("he knows at least that many food items!" she silently protested) and construct two-word sentences. The boy placed the tongue depressor in his mouth and, drooling, said nothing.

As the door closed behind the doctor, the boy handed Mama the tongue depressor and said, "Stick tastes terrible."

Friday, July 15, 2011

{this moment}


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Friday, July 08, 2011

{this moment}

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Monday, July 04, 2011

Happy Fourth

We had a wonderful holiday weekend. Nate saw two small-town parades (and was cute enough in his wagon to be his own parade, if you ask us.) He also enjoyed: four doting grandparents, waving his little flag, star beads, a lollipop, a great dinner with friends, ice cream, running around the lawn, a cornhole game, "boom boom fireworks," a glow bracelet, and a late bedtime.

Friday, July 01, 2011

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo -no words- capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. via SouleMama