I've been playing catch up with several photo sessions. Had some delays for shoots because of weather. So there has been scheduling, rescheduling, editing, organizing, ordering .... it's all sort of piled up.
We went to my husbands Christmas party and it was absolutely beautiful. Set at a local vineyard, decorated for Christmas, fire roaring (one inside, one out), incredible food, savory wine. Then they took us into the "barrel room" for our meal. A long narrow converted barn with incredible woodwork. Lining the walls lengthwise was the wine barrels, stacked three high. The room was lit with candles. A table close to 40 foot long was set in middle with antique chairs up and down each side. Such atmosphere ....
But, the day of the party my sweet husband called and said it was formal, to wear my best cocktail dress. I laughed. Dressing up use to be a lifestyle for us. Before kiddos, urban living. But now, my life is is jeans and chucks, or on cold days my uugs. I take kids to school, volunteer at the school, go to music lessons, practices and games. And even when I'm working, I am usually out on a location somewhere where cocktail dresses are just not practical! So shopping I went. However, we live in a small community and shopping/variety are slim. Then there is price. I am definitely frugal and the thought of spending money on something I didn't like or would wear again was making me frustrated. So after too much time of trying on ugly dresses, I borrowed one from a friend, added some funky jewelery (yes, I bought that), and I was set. In the end we were the most dressed up couple there!
Bub has been working on a school project .... creating a culture for social studies. It had to include a written report on the culture and the land, longitude, latitude, etc. It also had to include a map. Bub and his friend/partner did there's based on candy. And there map was more of an edible diorama they build on foam core .... a chocolate river, frosting and coconut shavings dyed green for grass, graham cracker houses, a licorice bridge.
Bub also informed us that he likes a girl, a 7th grader. Wow! His first crush. An honest crush. Innocent. He is more than happy to share with us and has. It's sweet .... it's strange (for me). I want to know all his thoughts and feelings, and I don't want to hear any of it at all, all at the same time.
Pie has developed this little personality when it comes to school of seriousness. She would never speak out of turn, wants to do everything right, and has really put pressure on herself, which has created quite a bit of anxiety. I love her heart of wanting to do the right thing, do her best, please her teacher, but I also want her to relax, breathe, enjoy. She told me that at recess everyone "just runs and chases and yell." She stays to herself, right near her classroom. Oh, it hurts my heart a little .....
There are no parenting manuals and its the hardest job ever. Yet its also the most rewarding. And I take that back .... there is one parenting manual, it's called the Bible. And I find myself down on my knees asking for guidance and wisdom ....
On our way to Pie's schools Christmas concert our puppy Tucker somehow got out of the garage and took off. Dropping everything, we took off after him. He's a beagle and loves to just go. Unfortunately for us, it was dark and foggy. In one direction is a busy road and the other, a rural neighborhood. The four of us ran and ran and ran .... both directions, together, split up. Bub was bare foot .... Pie burst into tears, thinking it was all her fault because she opened the garage door! No cares of her Christmas program, she just wanted her Tucker. We finally got him ..... And disheveled and red-eyed we did make the Christmas program!
Deep breath ....
Spent the evening by the fire sipping hot chocolate, and a little dancing and laughing ..... now off to bed.
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