Motherly Musings

Well tonight was the first soccer practice for my oldest, it was so much fun!  It was terribly cold, almost like winter still.  The wind chilled us to the bone!  But still fun to watch all the 3 & 4 year olds run around chasing and kicking a ball.  They really had a blast.

It’s going to be a great season!

And tonight I witnessed my first “worst soccer mom”, only it wasn’t a mom it was a great uncle and older brother of a 4 year old.  It was pretty sad I’d say.  I mean really this was their first practice, they’re 4 – let them have some fun!  The great uncle and the brother who was probably 10 or so kept yelling at this poor little boy – no wonder he looked like he didn’t really want to be there and seemed to tune everyone out and be in his own little world.  It was like these two individuals expected this little boy soccer like a professional and they seemed really disappointed when he played just like all the other kids.  Too sad!

I don’t really care how well they play, as long as they have fun doing it (especially at this age for goodness sake!)

The other day I was browsing through the channels on the TV to try and find something on the Olympic Torch Relay, however I came across Daily Mass so I turned it on.  The Mass was half way through, they were just singing the Alleluia.

The two older kids were playing in a different part of the room.  As soon as they heard the Alleluia being sung, they stopped and came over to the TV.  My son sat down on the couch and watched the rest of the Mass with me and my little girl would come and watch, then wander and play for a bit and then come back and watch.

There was no prompting from me what so ever to come and watch the Mass but I guess God was doing the prompting.  I was pretty amazed that they were interested in watching Mass on TV.  I guess that means that I have to try to get them to Daily Mass more often and when we don’t make it at least we can watch it on TV!

Why God made Moms

Answers given by 2^nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?

1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me.  He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones.  Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?

1. We’re related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s mom like me.

What kind of girl was your mom?

1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?

1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background.  Like is he a crook?  Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year?  Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did you mom marry your dad?

1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world.  And my mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.

Who’s the boss at your house?

1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goof ball.
2. Mom.  You can tell by room inspection.  She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What’s the difference between moms and dads?

1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power ‘cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?

1. Mothers don’t do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?

1. On the inside she’s already perfect.  Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet.  You know, her hair.  I’d diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one think about your mom, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about my keeping my room clean.  I’d get rid of that.
2. I’d make my mom smarter.  Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

Our two year old is terrified of Santa Claus.  I was expecting her to grow out of this fear this year just like her brother did at 18 mths.  However, whenever she see’s Santa, she gets a look of absolute terror on her face.

We’ve been to 3 Santa Christmas parties this year and each time she is completely terrified.  She will go up and get her gift as long as I carry her and I stay between her and Santa.  She will thank him, but that is basically all she is willing to do.  Even as I carry her to meet Santa, I can sense her terror.

It wasn’t until the last Christmas party we were at when I realized why she is so frightened.  At last year’s Christmas party, she was off playing when Santa burst in the room with a big “Ho Ho Ho!”.  As a one year old, she didn’t know where her mom & dad were in the room, there were tons of people she didn’t really know and a big, loud guy in a red suit, of course she’d panic.  She started running blindly & screaming.  She was at the opposite end of the room from me, so it took a minute to weave through the people to get to her, hold her and try to comfort her.

Scarred for life?  I’m not sure, but she definately is still quite scared and doesn’t want Santa to come to our home.

My two year old daughter loves chocolate chips.  She gets chocolate chips for using the toilet – which is probably why she potty trained so easily!  Her favorite cookies of course are chocolate chip.  My son on the other hand, doesn’t particularly like chocolate, his favorite cookies are Snickerdoodles made by Grandma.

One day Grandma sent home a box of her cookies with Dad.  In the box were chocolate chip cookies for my daughter and Snickerdoodles for my son.  When ever I gave my daughter a cookies she would always leave behind cookie chunks and crumbs on the table.  I never really paid much attention to what she was doing, I just assumed that she didn’t particularly like this kind of chocolate chip cookie.

A little while later we were having lunch at Grandma & Grandpa’s.  Of course we were having cookies for desert.  That is when I realized what my daughter was doing.  She was breaking the cookie apart to find all the chocolate chips!  All she ate of the chocolate chip cookies was the chocolate chips!

She does this with the Crispy Chocolate Chip Squares that I make as well.

Crazy about Chocolate Chips!