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They’re GIRLS, but not GIRLY

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October is really my favorite month of the year.  It’s the month Tony and I got married.  It’s time for fall leaves, pumpkins, Indian apples, and best of all…Halloween.  I’ve had a lot of fun over the years with the kids and their Halloween costumes.  I have to admit, though, I took the easy way out last year.  I got some costumes from my brother, and the girls were excited to wear them.  They were Tinkerbell and a Hershey kiss.

In previous years, I was a bit more original.  One year they insisted on being Woody and Buzz.  I got them some very nice costumes from the Disney Store.  My favorite?  When we all dressed up as Mystery, Inc.  Chloe was Scooby, Becca was Shaggy, I was Velma and Tony was Fred.

Last week we were at Wal-Mart, just checking out the Halloween stuff.  Becca and Chloe BEGGED me to let them pick out their costumes.  I caved.  The thing I’m not too happy about?  They will be wearing $12 costumes from Wal-Mart with those hard plastic masks.

The thing that I’m actually sorta proud about?  Their anti-girly choices.  Becca is going to be an alien and Chloe is going to be Darth Vader (I have a thing for Darth Vader).  And at least their choices are done, and I can relax a bit.  I’m going to enjoy this October.  But the other question?

What to hand out for trick-or-treat.  I’ll get there.  It just needs to be something that I won’t eat an entire bag of.

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Snip, Snip

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Well, Chloe gave herself a hair cut.

I’ll start by saying that it could have been worse.  I actually didn’t notice for a few hours.  (And I’m gonna apologize right now for not having any pictures) Here’s how it went down:

Our niece came over to visit with her two sons (the new one is just nine weeks old, super cute, and slept the whole visit).  Anyway, the girls were playing with their cousin, and they started to play school.  Outside.  Well, fine.  I saw Chloe walk by with a pair of safety scissors in her hand.  My magic mom sense told me that I should definitely question that.  So, I asked her just what exactly she was going to do with those scissors.  She told me that she was going to cut some paper.  Then, just following my gut (or maybe putting an idea in her head), I asked, “You’re not going to cut your hair with those scissors, are you?”  I just had a feeling.  She told me, “no.”  I made her promise, and she did.

They were playing school, we were chatting.  It was pretty hot outside that day, and the girls dug out the (extremely overpriced) spray fan that we got at Disney World.  They were spraying their faces and head to keep cool.

Fast forward to a couple of hours later.  I went out on the deck, and sat down in our little love seat.  As I look at the cushion next to me, I see a tuft of hair, at just about “Chloe-head” level.  So, I yell to Chloe.  She stands in front of me and I ask her, “Chloe, did you cut your hair?”

{{{{crickets chirping}}}}}

“Chloe, did you cut your hair?!?!?!?!”

First, about five seconds of  “deer in headlights.”

Then, screaming, crying, and “I’m sorry, mom!”

I grabbed the brush and started checking out exactly how bad it was.  She cut the sides, which WAS over her ears.  Not any more.  I laid a guilt trip on her, told her that Jess (our hairdresser) was going to be very disappointed, and that her head looked wacky.  Through the tears, she said to me, “I **sniff, sniff** didn’t know **sniff, sniff* that it wouldn’t **sniff, sniff** LOOK PRETTY!!!!!”

HA!  I had to chuckle a little.  So, she went to school the next day with everything tucked behind her ears.  We took her to Jess (at Hot Heads Hair Design) today, and I think I like the way she fixed it better than the original haircut.

Let’s just call that one a joint effort :)

Have a great rest of your weekend!!!

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The Times They Are A Changin’

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The other day, I got a text from my friend asking, “How was your day?”  It was about a half an hour before I had to get the kids from the bus stop.  You wanna know what I texted her back?  “Peaceful and productive.”

How about that!?!?!?!?  Peaceful AND productive?  I haven’t had a peaceful OR productive day in about seven years!  I mean, REALLY, REALLY productive.  It was awesome.  I had some alone time, I cleaned, I did work for the restaurant, I worked on school.  It. Was. Awesome.

Would you like to know what else has happened?  I don’t yell at the kids like I used to.  We are now at the point where we MISS each other.  We are really enjoying the time that we have together.  Don’t get me wrong…there are still homework struggles and sisterly arguments.  I’m not really all that sure that Becca and Chloe miss EACH OTHER, but at least we’re headed in the right direction.  And when those homework struggles an sisterly arguments happen, I’m much more ready to deal in a calm and orderly fashion.

You know what I’m gonna do?  I’m crossing something off my bucket list.  Number 39?  You’re done.  (Hopefully I don’t have to put that back on the bucket list when summer comes along.)  I’m experiencing parenting Zen.  Aaaaahhhhhhh. I hope you’re having a good weekend, and I’ll have to figure out something out to bitch about on here.

Like this stupid English 102 class.  More of that next time.

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Hair Loss

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As you probably already know, Chloe just cracks me up.  We had a little bit of family over on Labor Day for some burgers, dogs and such.  Our nephew just came back from basic training, and he was able to stop by for a bit.  (Super proud of him, BTW.  He really seems like he’s gotten his shit together.  He headed off to college…he’s doing the Army’s ROTC program to pay for school).

Jeff came walking onto the deck in his uniform.  Chloe casually walked up to me, looking VERY concerned.  She put her hand up to her mouth to tell me a secret.  In a very concerned voice, she asked me, “Mom, Why is Jeffrey bald?”

LOL!  I explained about Army haircuts, and asked if she liked it.  No, she wasn’t a big fan.  Jeff’s hair was much longer and curly before he went away.  However, she did like giving his new hair cut a little rub before she went to bed.  Hey, she learned something new.

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School Days, School Days

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Well, it is the eve of both of my kids headed to school all day.  The first week had a few bumps, but nothing major.  I think that Becca is realizing that the carefree days of summer are gone, and it’s time to get to work.  Oh, and she’s not really all that happy about it.  She’s been acting out a bit.  She has a tv in her room that she watches for about a half an hour before bed every night.

She lost it until September 6th.

The television was the prize in a battle of wills between the two of us.  A battle of wills?  Guess what.  I’m gonna win every. single. time.  There was screaming, there was crying.  In the middle of all of this she told me (in a very high pitched, loud voice) that she was going to call my mom and tell her how mean I was being to her.

So I dialed the number for her.

Grandma told her that maybe she should take a rest.

Score one for Mom (and Grandma).

She hated me for about an hour, but all is good now.  The hate came back for a bit right before bed,  but she’s decided not to move out.

God, I can’t WAIT until she’s a teenager.

(as I’m writing this…I just broke up a fight…and yelled for her to not stomp up the steps)

Anyway, I have a full week to myself, and it’s getting filled.  Work tomorrow, get my hair done on Tuesday, take the dog to the vet on Wednesday.  I’m thinking that Thursday might be a day to stay in my jammies extra long and read a book.  Or watch a rated R movie.  At 11:00 in the morning.  Imagine that.

But it just hit me that, after that first week, I have to start school.  It’s only two classes, and I’ll definitely have the time to do it.  It’s all online.  One of the classes is a programming class, which I’m looking forward to.  It won’t really be like ‘work’ because I actually enjoy that kind of stuff.  But the other class?  English Comp 2.  Blech.  It’s the last class I need for my Associates Degree (it’s an associates degree in, well, general-I-couldn’t-make-up-my-mind-what-to-be-when-I-grow-up stuff).  Now, I don’t really mind writing.  But I like writing here…in that conversational tone.  Official papers with footnotes and references?  Papers in which I need to force an opinion on somebody.  Ewwww, HATE IT!  So guess what?  I’m gonna come here to complain.

Consider that your fair warning :)

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