gratitude, happiness, kids, mommyhood, motherhood, parenting, self-discovery

Kick in the Pants

At the gym this morning as I was waiting for a class to start, I watched a fellow gym goer chase down her very active toddler son.  He darted into a room he didn’t belong and she had no choice but to follow.

She was exasperated and embarrassed.

Two ‘E’ words I have come to know and love over the course of raising my boys.

I said to her, “He reminds me so much of my boys.  I know exactly how you feel.”

She smiled blandly at me, squared her shoulders and finally overtook her little one by sheer force.

Looked like a typical Thursday morning to me.

Another member said, “So your boys were like that at that age?”

“Yes.  In fact my older one was about 100 times more active than that.  This kid is more my younger one’s speed.”

“Isn’t it great?,” she asked.

I looked at her and paused.  She was older, closer to a grandmother’s age than my own so she clearly had some experience to back up this question.

My pause made her continue.  “Wouldn’t you rather have kids full of life and personality than a kid who is dull and boring?”

And for the first time in my life it dawned on me that the answer to this question is a resounding ‘YES!

So remember that when you are about to lose it.

Or more likely, when you are beating yourself up over some behavioral misdeed of your perfectly normal, perfectly acceptable offspring.

Spirited kids are the ones who kick life in the pants.

I’ll take two please and hold the boring!

children, eyesight, mommyhood, surgery

Soothing…, Just a Little

Being stuck at home for 11 straight hours with two active boys is a mother’s form of Chinese water torture. Full Speed has his second day of kindergarten off (very anticlimactic in my opinion) as the remainder of his classmates report for their first day. T.Puzzle has been home since his lense removal surgery well over a week ago. It’s a lot of togetherness when you aren’t able to leave the house as we wait for T.Puzzle’s eye to heal. The kicker is, once that eye is mostly healed, it will be time for surgery on the other one.

Honestly, for the most part, T.Puzzle’s recovery time at home as been kind of special and sweet. He loves being an ‘only child’ if even for only a few hours. It’s just the endless playing of the trains that is starting to wear on me.

Just a little.

Then, to have them both tethered to home on the same day by myself for hours on end, that’s enough to make anyone lose it.

Just a little.

They are good boys. They just reach their threshold of contained inactivity and they have to break through it. We could be sitting watching a movie and before I know it they are both leaping head first off the couch attempting aerial kicks and shouting as loud as they possibly can.

It’s very soothing.

Well, I gotta run, I need to perfect my aerial kick.

kids, life in pictures, mommyhood

My Own Worst Enemy

Most of my time as a mother has been spent trying to channel extreme energy into positive outlets. That is why we became involved with Tae Kwon Do when Full Speed was three years old. Overall the experience has been very favorable. The structure and discipline as well as the expectations of respect have all had a lasting influence on my boys.

For the most part I’m sold. The part I’m not so keen on is all the weaponry. Mad Dog thinks the more swords the better so our compromise is to introduce weapons only to Full Speed.  Of course Full Speed thinks he is the stuff now. He is attending a weapons camp this week and loving it. I am still not so certain.

When I picked him up yesterday, he told me all about his favorite weapons with excited animation.

“What happened to your face?” I asked. I noticed a red mark slashed across his cheek.

“Nunchuks,” he replied.

“Did you hit yourself in the face with your own nunchuk?” I asked suspecting he was his own worst enemy.

“Yes,” he giggled.

So you can see, it’s not a perfect system.