Monday, April 7, 2014


Recently Adam got Andrew's stilts down from the garage rafters. He's been counting how many steps he can take; today was 41 steps and he had an actual step down to contend with plus the giant puddle that could be an entrance to an alternate world.

The fields were releasing so much moisture fog gathered and hung just above the dirt. I find little beauty in this part of spring. With the earth just starting to thaw, our snow piles are shrinking and soon there will be mud.

The frost is deep and water forms in lakes on low lying grass and rivers flow in ditches. In a few days it will be like someone flushed a toilet and the water will disappear.

A month from now I will only have a week left of school... that's 6 weeks left... and counting.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Attitude Adjustment

Have you ever been told "you need an attitude adjustment?" I bet your mom told you that. I know my mom did. Have you ever opened your mouth and your "mom" came out?

Over the weekend we went to town as a family, this rarely happens anymore, but someone needed a jacket and someone else needed pants... and shoes. Noah and I are standing in front of the shoe store and the conversation goes like this:

"Do you want to go look at shoes?"
"But we are here..."
He looks disinterested in the fact that my lips are I give him a look that says: If we weren't in public I would strangle you...
"Would you like to come back into town after school this week to get shoes?"
"Then let's go in..."

Once he was in and picking out shoes the attitude went away, but it came back... every time he realized he wasn't grumpy he decided to be grumpy.

"What would you like to do in California."
"No comment."
"What do you mean no comment? What kind of an answer is that?"

It's hard to be 14...It's hard to be 14...It's hard to be 14...It's hard to be 14...It's hard to be 14...

After a restless night of sleep, I awoke from a dream in which my mother in law said something about cutting the apron strings... I didn't take it very well. Even after I woke up, I didn't take it very well.

I need an attitude adjustment...It's hard to be the mom of a 14 year old.... It's hard to be the mom of a 14 year old.... It's hard to be the mom of a 14 year old.... It's hard to be the mom of a 14 year old.... It's hard to be the mom of a 14 year old....

I know that now... apologies to my mother.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Summer Pants

On Friday after school, while the house was over run with boys, Andrew and I sat in the porch discussing various topics. We hmmmed and hhaaaed about a quick trip to Fargo. I don't need too much more for my trip next week, but I wanted a lightweight hoodie. I've put it off too long now, and even if I ordered the one I really want it won't make it here in time. I said, "I have enough summer pants" and Miney's ears perked up? I said "summer".... and there was no response... I said "pants" and she cocked her head... then whined. Elvis didn't do anything.... no summer, no pants. Miney, "pants" and she ran to the door.

Apparently pants, sounds a lot like "ance" without the "Ch" part. It was hard to keep from saying it, but she was convinced he was coming. We tried Elvis again, and at the "Ch" he cocked his head to the side, then decided to bark and run to the door. Seems like the dogs are missing their friend. It was hard to talk her down after she got excited and try to explain that no "he" was not coming. I couldn't say "No Miney, Chance isn't coming for a visit." Somehow saying his name again wasn't going to make matters any better, but neither was trying to explain he wasn't coming.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Struggling Mom

A student shared this cartoon with me... in my Pathways to Success course students are taking a free version of the Myers Briggs Personality Type Indicator... I am an "I" (Introvert) but I can be an "E" (Extrovert) if I have to be; it depends on the situation.   Noah is an "I"... all the way... but for some unrealistic reason I want him to be an E with me, oh that might be a hard pill to swallow -- but I am going to try. I don't want to change him, but I struggle as a mom because I want him to want to talk to me... return my hugs instead of pretending I don't exist other than to provide food -- or internet access.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Make it Count!

The last day of 2013 was a make it count day, and I fiddled with my camera on an off during the day. I began by torturing my children. Waking up over break has been especially hard on them. They want to stay up late and sleep in late. They have shifted their day. With the cold we have had to find ways to entertain ourselves. Today is hard, it is the third day of barley going to the mailbox and it is wearing on my husband. I look him and think... I'm not the only "doer." He is restless... and over Christmas we have gone through some closets and spaces and marked items for sale, donate, and garbage. The great Christmas purge.

Adam is 12... and his voice is changing. He is sleeping late into morning and I wonder if it is a competition between boys -- see who can sleep the longest. I told Noah I would beat him in a sleep contest any day since I had been doing it longer. I got up to go to the bathroom three times last night. I would lose due to bladder failure.

We should be well rested when classes resume. We have both been working hard on getting ready for school. I don't think Andrew has ever been this prepared going into a semester. I guess if we do it now it will be less to do later.

Peeking Toes
Long Legs (with the cover above the head the toes are exposed... it is hard to find a blanket long enough that will do both) 
Big Toes (at least if I lose my thumb, I know where I can get another one!) 
That will get them up! 
Two emotions: Dad is proud, Adam is mad 
"Why are you taking pictures?!"

Because it is the last day of 2013... that is why! 

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Horn Mints

       Otherwise known as "ornaments". A dear friend made this beautiful jeweled creation. I think it captures the spirit of from the heart. I had fun trying to get the right shot... taking pictures of ornaments is harder than one would think. 
The other ornament that is new to our tree this year is a robot. It captures the essence of this year for us, or at least what it seems our lives revolve around these days... robots. Andrew is involved in all kinds of out reach efforts to get kids interested in Science, Technology, Engineering, and Math (STEM). If Andrew had a theme song it would be "Mr. Roboto". The ornament should signify something special in the year, so that next year when we take them out of the box, we can say...oh yes! I remember why...who...when.
May the spirit of Christmas live with you all year long.

Thursday, December 5, 2013


Noah requested not to have Christmas music while decorating the tree, so Andrew sang instead. I don't know how many times I told Andrew to stop putting my ornaments on the tree... let me do those. Noah wanted help with his; he said he wasn't going to have a tree when he lives on his own, but maybe a wreath to hang on the door. Adam hung most of his ornaments in the lower left of the tree, sigh.

Miney is even waiting... probably for me to leave the room... but it took so long she fell asleep waiting...

Eventually it was decorated. Claudia the Elf is back, she hasn't gotten into any trouble yet, but I can see that mischievous look in her eye. No packages wrapped yet...but I have a list, and the cards will go in the mail today. Stay warm!