dogs, humor, motherhood

Love is All Around

I love Love.

I really, really do.

I love it so much in fact (Star Wars spoiler alert), I still held out hope Kylo Ren and Rey would get married at the end of the Rise of Skywalker.

#ReyloEverAfter

Love shows up in all forms.  That’s what makes it so incredibly awesome.  Snuggling with a favorite pet, having lunch with a best friend, even sunshine breaking through the clouds on a rainy day all feel like love to me.

Whether you love Love or not, you may agree there is value in expressing how we feel to those we care about.  I make it a point, and happily so, to tell my boys how much I love them on a regular basis.  Being that they are teenagers, as you might imagine, this goes over like gangbusters.

“Full Speed, Full Speed, Full Speed!” I said.  I love to say his name several times in a row because it bothers him.  This is how I know he will pay attention to what I have to say next because, really mom … stop.  Just. Stop.

“Full Speed, Full Speed, Full Speed!  I love you so much!  I really do!  I love everything about you.”

I held my breath in anticipation for what was sure to be an articulate and wondrous response:

“Okay?”

Well, not exactly the enthusiasm I was looking for so I move on to my next target son.

“T.Puzzle!  I love you so much!  You know what I love the most about you?

(wait for it … )

Everything!”

T.Puzzle heard me, took a moment to process and, as he backed slowly out of the room said, “Well that just warms my heart.”

Yep!  That’s it.  That’s all I get.

I am so ready for Google translation to figure out dogspeak.

I know Max wouldn’t let me down.

#TrueLove

#FurEver

#IAlsoLovePuns

#MadDogIsAHottie

#HappyValentinesDay

#YouRock

#YesIMeanYOU

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children, mommyhood

Valentine’s Distress

All you Moms out there with school-aged children have faced this challenge at one time or another. It’s all about getting your child ready to fully participate in whatever holiday festivities their school offers. For Valentine’s Day, it means getting cards and treats for all their classmates as well as teachers.

Sounds simple, right? It isn’t. I spent 45 minutes at Target stressing over what to get for each classroom. I wanted something quick, all-inclusive (meaning the candy or treat would somehow be attached to the card), and economical. I ended up buying TWO boxes of Spider-Man cards with pencils for Full Speed’s class. I couldn’t get away with one because there were only 16 per box and naturally, I needed 17. Naturally.

Full Speed’s class was easy. Little T.Puzzle’s class was in a league of its own.

Since I have a three year old who has/had a food allergy, I am leary about distributing any type of candy or treat that could have traces of tree nuts, eggs or whatever. I landed on the Toy Story box which included heart-shaped lollipops. I knew lollipops are pretty safe in terms of food allergies. I thought I was done. I wasn’t.

I also had to purchase some stand-by gifts. You all know I have been less than holiday minded due to my continued grief process of losing my Mom. Take Christmas for instance. I had some perfectly kind friends drop off presents for the boys and all I had to give in return was anxiety and disappointment. Then, once they left, I had to run to Target like a crazy woman and get them something. That did not feel good so I was proactive this holiday. I have a few small gifts set aside so I will not be empty-handed again. See, I’m telling you, holidays with school-aged kids are extremely involved.

As I pull away from Target and head toward the street turn to go home, I had a warning sound in my head go off. No, it wasn’t voices or hallucitory in nature, but it was more like a flash of unwanted knowledge that popped into my already overwrought head.

Don’t give three year old lollipops the thought warned. Of course. Why would I do that to T.Puzzle’s poor teachers? They would have to follow each student around closely monitoring their airways. It is simply impossible.

Instead of turning right, I veer left. I head across the highway and figure I will run in to Wal-Mart. Hopefully they will have the same Cars Valentine’s with the stick-on tattoos (very child-safe) that I just saw in Target. They do not. So, there I am again, faced with a wall of overwhelming options staring back at me. I ended up burning at least another 30 minutes there before I landed on Super-Hero Valentine’s and mini tubes of bubbles. Believe me, my head was pounding at this point.

I eventually take all my wares home, spread them across my dining room table and instead of feeling love like I assume one is suppose to feel on Valentine’s Day, I just felt dread. I needed to assemble everything, put pencils in place and tape the bubbles to others because we are headed out of town next week. I will be busy preparing for the trip over the weekend and want to have the Valentines ready to drop off at school before we leave. (This trip was canceled the next day by the way; so all my Valentine’s distress was for naught).

Two hours and several martinis later (I wish), I was done. Hallelujah!

Here is a tip. It’s legit, it’s not the martinis talking (I wish). This actually saves you time and teacher sanity. If your children attend school but are not old enough to read, just sign their names to each Valentine they intend to distribute. By putting individual names on each card, it makes it more difficult for the teachers. If there are no names, the kids can distribute the cards unassisted and everyone is happy. That is except for all the Moms stuck at home assembling the various trappings of Valentine’s Day for their children.

Thankfully, St. Patty’s Day is right around the corner. A day designated to celebrate hearty drinking. Finally a holiday I can fully get on board with.