Daniel: So Mom, tomorrow is my shopping day at the Secret Santa Shop at school.
Mom: I know. Are you ready?
Daniel: Yeah. Hey Mom, is it okay if I buy something for me?
Mom: Well, you know I have been known to buy a little something for myself when I go Christmas shopping.
Daniel: You do?!
Mom: Yes. It drives your Dad and Grandmom crazy but what can I say, I need things and they are on sale and I’m there. So I guess it is okay…as long as you have shopped for everyone on your Christmas list first.
This afternoon after school:
Daniel: I got all my shopping done and I even have change! And you know what?!
Mom & Jodie: What?
Daniel: I bought a present for me.
Daniel: Can I open it now?
This kid of mine…thanks to him I love laughing until I cry. Those are the best kind of tears…
so much better than the ones shed last week.
In the news today, both Olympian Tom Daley and actress Maria Bello both came out…well, sort of…actually both pretty much declared that they were in love, each with someone special who just so happened to be of the same sex as they are.
And all I could think when I read the news of their revelations was “So?”. Because why is this a big deal?…Still? Talking about this with Jodie today, who happens to be a big fan of Tom Daley, I spoke it out loud. Won’t it be great if someday soon, real soon that when someone chooses to publicly declare that they are in love with someone of the same sex or the opposite sex it will be no big deal? Well, except for the fact that they are in love…they have found their soul mate…they are happy. And we will be happy for them. Because, love.
Meanwhile I am thrilled beyond thrilled for something else in the news about someone I have known since his mama and I were happily gestating together. I loved watching the amazing human that is Noah Daniel Wood grow and play and just make life so much more fun along with my Zoë, who happens to be just 3 weeks older than him. The fact that Noah’s music is just plain beautiful is no surprise to me knowing your parents. Congratulations Noah. I expect to hear much more from you.
It’s hard when one of your clowns grows up and leaves this circus life for adventures far away. But thank goodness for holidays, vacation days and driving up I-5 through the LA traffic and over the Grapevine all day and into the evening because we all got to enjoy so much of our Zoë.
Her hair…and her reaction after her sister straightened it…which lasted for a day. In Zoë’s words, she could literally feel the curls fighting to get out.
Her laughter…especially when she snorted.
And her willingness to humor me and pose for a quick head shot because I want to/need to update this slice of 90′s awesomeness.
One down, three to go…not as easy as one might imagine because…my kids.
Still so happy to have Zoë for the week. Happy to spend time with her, hear her giggles, play with her dog and watch her do her laundry. Definitely can not wait for her come back…soon, I hope…very soon.
Thirty one times I have nagged my darling husband to help me deck the halls and make this place all holiday jolly. Truth be told, I do most of the work…with a little help from my minions which would be the other reason why I had so many children. The first being so I don’t have to do the dishes. Just ask my kids, they’ll tell you; I had children so I would never have to wash dishes ever again. But yes, every year I have my darling husband help to haul our Christmas crazy packed away in the shed because spiders and the decking the halls begins.
Thirty one Christmases. Thirty one times. We’ve come a long, long way from that first year with our Charlie Brown tree that had no branches.
I look at him…then I look at other husbands…then I look back at him…
I am the lucky one.
NaPhoPoMo day 30
Our Thanksgiving, delayed but one day, today because I worked yesterday. Actually I signed up to work because Hazel would be with her Daddy Jeff, Hollie and family would be celebrating the holiday with her in laws and Abby and Jodie would be working…hurray for greedy retailers open on Thanksgiving Day and NOT paying a premium to their workers for sacrificing family time you know like healthcare workers, police and fire.
Anyways, today was our Thanksgiving Day…after a short little nap for me. Loved spending the afternoon with my Zoë preparing a feast fit for a family circus. Thankful for that time.
Thankful for the ones who did gather.
Others, I’m afraid were perhaps too full from yesterday’s family feasting…and others were just terribly two.
Oh terrible twos! Poor sweet girl. Poor mommy too. I remember holiday gatherings like that. Those were the days! At least my darling husband was there to share the
burden joy with me.
But now it is time for a little pie with our whipped cream.
NaPhoPoMo day 29