For the past 5 months or so, my little man has been going to a terrific ice hockey clinic every Sunday morning, and an accompanying game every Saturday night. This would be a complete drag if the program weren’t so top notch and my little guy didn’t love it so much.
However, I’m happy to report that I’m feeling good today because we’ve wrapped it up this past weekend. And, with the longer, brighter days, it looks like spring just might be in sight.
We have about 3 free and clear weekends until soccer starts.
What are your weekends like these days?
The other day I was talking about exercise with the kids and my son dropped down and started doing push ups. I was completely amazed. He easily banged out 10 fast push ups with perfect form. He told me he does them every morning when he awakens! I learned my husband encouraged him to start doing them, to build strength, but even he had no idea it was happening and how strong he is becoming.
So when my fit parents were over I asked my son to show my dad his push ups. It was them my father challenged my little man to a push up competition. My dad reads this blog and he hates when people bring attention to his age but I’ll remind you that he celebrated a BIG birthday last October for which we celebrated by vacationing in Cancun.
How many grandpas do you know that can do push ups?!
Watching these two compete was very sweet…I’m not quite sure who won.
You wake up on your birthday to kisses and squeals of delight. Any disdain you may feel about aging is replaced by the excitement of your kids as they present you with handmade cards and goodies that they tell you they worked really, really, hard on.
They tell everyone throughout the day that it’s their mommy’s birthday…teachers, friends, strangers…and try their hardest to demonstrate their best behavior of the year.
Over a special dinner celebration the kids tell the waiters it’s mom’s birthday too and to make sure to bring her a candle…….which they argue over who will blow out (and it sometimes it has to be re lit several times).
It’s my idea of a perfect birthday.
For Valentine’s Day my daughter, the poet, wrote me the most amazing song. She wrote it, then typed it so I’m leaving it with her grammar and spelling…
I’ve been waiting for u. To come and look at this tune You’re the best mother in the world. Let me talk to u about it.
If it wasn’t for my mother . I wouldn’t have a brother. Think about it carefully. I can trust u too.
All u do all day is wash and clean and spray. When I think about u I start to cry deep deep down inside.
But all this song really taught me was to keep on going this way. The messege I ment to send u was Happy Valentine’s Day
She’s 8 years old, clearly with a soul that is much, much older…
I just love these handcrafted gifts and I’m already seeing them diminish slightly as they get older which is sad.
My son threw this together last-minute and when I said, “why no words?” He said, “a picture is specialer”.
Did you get any endearing V-Day gifts?
My son has been playing roller hockey for two or three years now and he really loves it. This winter we enrolled him in ice hockey for the first time and his love for hockey has grown ever more. His dad plays hockey; he idolizes his dad. So I guess it makes sense that he has a love for the sport also.
It’s an absolute thrill for me to watch him. I’m so uncoordinated. I trip over absolutely nothing so you can imagine what I look like with a pair of skates on! To see him play really makes me almost tear up! He says hockey is his “passion”
So nice that he’s found it at age eight, huh?
When my husband is working nearby (he is usually gone all day in Manhattan) he usually offers to drive the kids to school as a treat and a way to spend a little bit of extra special time with them. Today was one of those mornings; I decided to join the them as I wanted to check out the drop off process.
However, there was no process to check out because we got to school too early. The twins were more than happy to show me where I should escort them to wait for school to commence…
And I just had to snap a picture of them sitting there on the bench waiting for school to start…that look on my son’s face…
I’m glad I got to share in the moment today and I love that the kids have these dates with their daddy!
Do you ever have simple special moments like this?
Earlier this week I was delighted to be able to visit my little one in her classroom for her Star of the Week festivities.
Each week a student in the class is the Star. A poster is displayed all about that child and a parent visits to read a story and bring a treat.
Except in this case, my daughter wanted to read her own stories which was fine with me
Prior to my arrival the kids had come up with some adjectives on the easel to describe the Star of the Week and I got such a kick out of reading some of them…
I think they’ve described her pretty accurately
I relish every moment of these visits. Sometimes I just want to hit the pause button…like when I entered the class and the kids were on the rug learning math and my little one spotted me, smiled big as can be and shouted MOMMY!
I try to savor these seconds…how about you?
Today we are all home frolicking in the much-anticipated snowstorm that has hit the northeast. I guess I shouldn’t really say WE as I’m actually curled up under multiple sweaters and blankets with a hot cup of tea just WATCHING the frolicking.
It’s so rare my husband gets a day off so I’m thrilled that his office closed today. And more thrilled that I didn’t have to be the one clearing the driveway
Last night as we watched the snow come down the kids were bouncing off the walls beyond excited. We let them stay up late hanging out with their friend who lives a couple of houses away and was over hanging with us. She snapped this photo which is so funny:
Did you have snow today too?
I told my 6-year-old that everything is already in production but she insisted on leaving this for our elf. It is the strangest list I’ve ever seen a child ask for with highlights including:
- copy machine in color
- pliers and tweezers for teeth
- cast set with x-ray machine
This child of mine is a little, well different, but this list…whoa!
If you celebrate, hope you have a very Merry Christmas!