Do you ever get the feeling like, "Maybe I'm giving people the wrong impression???"
The other day we were leaving Logan's t-ball game when another mom approached me. Let's call her Samantha for the sake of my blog. Samantha and I only kind of know each other, from having kids the same age who do the same activities and mutual friends in common.
You could tell she was really excited when she approached me, almost kind of out of breath. After the standard pleasantries, she pulled a small, folded piece of paper from of her purse.
"So I've actually been meaning to get in contact with you!" she said excitedly. "This is just... This is just SO you! I mean, I can't think of a person who would love this more or who would fit into this environment better."
She quickly unfolded the piece of paper which which turned out to be a flyer of some sort. Her eyes darted around and she lowered her voice, casting a polite smile at some other nearby moms. "You guys are still going the.... conventional preschool route, aren't you?" she asked, carefully selecting her words and still looking around nervously.
"The conventional....?" before I could really even give shape to my thoughts she went on, still lowering her voice.
"Okay, I've just got to tell you about this program [daughter] and [son] are currently enrolled in. It's just.... it's just CHANGED EVERYTHING for us!"
She went on, "Instead of blocks and play doh and things that send messages to our children that we think that's all their capable of... That's what those things say, you know? Research backs this up all day long! Anyway, [Daughter] is now being exposed to pre-algebra and the fundamentals of geometry. And she's obviously only four!! [Son] is now an emergent reader at two and a half! I mean it's just unbelievable what they're doing with my kids. It's just...AHHH!" She paused before going on.
"The very best part, the part that's just CHANGED EVERYTHING for us, is the way they pour into their little hearts. I mean, there's no discipline. They don't even need discipline in this environment!"
Her voice got louder and faster and I bobbed my head up and down, attempting to keep up.
"I mean it's just...AHHH! It's just incredible! It's changed everything! Did I already say that? Anyway, if a child makes a choice that doesn't align with the group's mission, instead of removing him or shaming him, he's brought to the center of the room. It's called a harmony circle! Isn't that brilliant?? And the kids just pour into him and speak life into him there in the harmony circle, and this really just changes everything! It's just....AHHHH! And if two kids have a conflict, they are sent to this mediation table to resolve their conflicts like adults. It's just... AHHH! It's changed everything for us! Here- would you like a flyer? We're also planning a Holiday Festival and I think you guys should really attend."
I nodded- still trying to process all this nonsense- and took the flyer she forced into my hand. Then I happily took my cue to exit when Logan called my name. I was holding Beckham and naturally, as we were leaving, he spit up all down my arm and shirt.
"Ohhhh shoot!! Is this little guy a spitter?" Samantha asked. "Because you know, that's a HUUUUGGGGEE indicator of poor gut health. Ohhh shoot, I hate that for you!! Did you know that already? You wouldn't think so, but poor gut health begins right after the womb. I have this guy from our church I can put you in touch with..."
I kept walking, nodding and waving. Walk. Nod. Wave.
So like... what part of me seems like the PERFECT fit in this equation? Why would I, in any way, ever be interested in that? Is it because I like oils and space out my kids' shots? Has word gotten out I take the boys to a chiropractor and sometimes try weird, crunchy remedies for things? Maybe she knows I buy a lot of non-toxic products.
Because do you know what I also like? I like my four year old playing with blocks and play doh and all the things that really "dumb them down." I love them learning how to share toys and listening to nursery rhymes instead of mastering geometry. I think her harmony circle sounds like a bunch of bunk.
I didn't say any of these things, because I'm TERRIBLE at thinking of the right things to say on the spot, but I thought them all later. I was telling all this to Nick later that night as I made turkey sandwiches for the boys' lunches the next day. We were both laughing and shaking our heads.
"Don't worry," he told me. "Her kids will be the ones smoking pot and pregnant when they're 15."
That might be a little harsh, but I guess if it ends up happening they can drum up a harmony circle and really pour some life into their kids.
What the actual heck, you guys??? Oh, and for the record- rumor has it that she was campaigning for parents to sign up to bring iced mint towels along with snacks, for her daughter's soccer team last spring. ICED. MINT. TOWELS. For three year olds. I cannot even.
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Do you ever get the feeling like, "Maybe I'm giving people the wrong impression???"
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Tuesday, October 18, 2016
So Saturday morning I went and had it checked out, and sure enough- I fractured a bone in my foot and sprained it as well. How does that even happen??
Logan and Everett were immediately fascinated with my boot/cast device and wanted to take turns wearing it and hear the story of exactly how my injury happened over and over and over.
"So I was walking and there was this small curb that I tripped over in my tall shoes." I repeated for the seventh time.
"Yeah and you broke your foot cuz the road is real hard right?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, something like that."
"And when you were layin' there in middle of a road, did a car kind of run over you too?" Logan half asked/half stated as if he were the one telling it.
"No. A car didn't actually run over me." I sighed.
Then Nick piped up from across the room, "No. What happened was mommy had too many spicy drinks and fell down!"
False. False. Also false. I can't win over here, they each have their own versions. But on the upside, Logan also told me my hair is soft and smells like lotion. I feel like that's got to be a positive?
The good news is, the swelling is almost completely gone and it's not nearly as painful as it was. My mom, Teri and Nick have been tag teaming to get all of the laundry/dishes/boys dropped off at their various activities. Meanwhile, I've watched almost the entire first season of Parenthood. [Why didn't someone tell me about this sooner???? Well, I meant Parenthood, but the fact that if you break something you kind of get a break from life for a little bit. HA! But Parenthood...The writing is so, so good. The acting is even better! The music is fantastic! I'm officially obsessed! I LOVE the Bravermans! I don't even hate having a broken foot because of them.]
I'm not always the best patient when it comes to sitting and doing nothing, but I've really tried to be fairly compliant this time around. I keep hearing horror stories about people who didn't rest their foot/ankle/what-have-you and took six months to heal. I'm going on four days of not doing too much besides knocking out Parenthood episodes and feeding Beckham (any a few loads of laundry and dishes that I couldn't ignore). Anyway, it's not a half bad deal.
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Tuesday, October 11, 2016
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Thursday, October 6, 2016
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Friday, September 30, 2016
The brothers and I, plus Al & Teri and my mom, "cheered Logan," as Everett said, from the stands.
Just a couple more updates I wanted to share...
If you follow me on Facebook, you've probably already seen the videos and wonderful pictures of Natalie's little girl Christina. Last week they went to Chicago where she had her "pacers," (diaphragmatic pacemakers) turned on so that she will no longer have to be hooked up to a ventilator during waking hours.
The second update is on my beautiful friend Lisa. She finished up chemo and just completed her surgery two weeks ago. She has had a long, hard recovery and I just want to ask you to please keep her in your prayers. It hasn't been easy for them these past two weeks. She will start more treatment soon, once she is healed from the surgery. I know they would greatly appreciate the prayers.
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