Thursday, May 24, 2007

The end of an Era

My little monkey is at his last day of Pre-K. The morning started with, "Hey mom, guess what...today is the last day of school." Oh my goodness, where does the time go? So, we proceed with the "morning march" as I call it;

  • getting the boys out of bed,
  • brushing teeth,
  • brushing what little hair they have,
  • dressing them (anyone who knows Jay knows this could take a while),
  • shoes,
  • find their selected toys they need to take to school with them for the day,
  • the fight over who sits behind the driver (always followed by "Mom, are you driving?" No Jay, I think I'll let you drive today-with as much sarcasm as I can muster up at 6:30 in the morning with no coffee!)
  • the ride to school consists of a small conversation about what kind of days we will be having (putting all bad moods away as soon as we get to the door of the school),

We arrive at the daycare, when AJ informs me of a "wabe sassenbilly," which translated is a Wave Assembly, that they are having at school at 8:30-"Mom, can you go? I think we are having an ice cream party afterwards."(because you know how I can not pass up free ice cream) Any other day, the answer would have been yes, today not so much. We are short three people in the office and the curse of the Holiday's will certainly be upon us (last minute deadlines clients forgot about and a mad rush to get reports out the door before 5 pm on Friday) a sad day for the Silva's our first baby is really growing up.

As if we needed this realization to make that concrete. He no longer makes a "p" sound when he says the letter "f" it is a real "big boy" conversation- minus a few sounds. He is riding his bike with out training wheels, he does not need anyone to help him in the pool, just his floats and he is good!!

One day they are laying in your lap and the next they are going off to school. I guess it is all part of growing up.

Any who, there are fun times to be had this weekend, we are on our way to the lake. Let's let the good times roll!! Louisiana here we come!! Time for a tan:)!!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

There's a Hero in all of us...

As much trouble as I have with Jay (the baby- one day i will have to stop calling him that he is already four and will start Pre-K in August) I have to know we are doing something right. I went to pick him up from school the other day and his teacher said she needed to talk to me. Of course I though what did he do now...(the child who used an entire bottle of gel glitter glue as hair gel- another story) she said not to worry. So we sat in the office discussing the events of the day.

There is a little girl in the class who wears glasses, one of the other little boys decided to poke fun at her, the entire class began to poke fun of her. All but one that is. So there he stood in the middle of the classroom between the mob of children laughing and the little girl crying. He put his arm around her and said "Grace, it will be okay"

My little man then turned around to face the bully that started it all and told him, in what the teacher described as a very deep, stern voice,"If you do not have anything nice to say- SHUT YOUR MOUTH!"

The class fell silent, she said for 15 minutes not a word was spoken, the entire class watched Jay walk away to the block area and begin playing. After a while, a few children joined Jay in the block area.

I think the best part of it was when I asked him that evening, "Jay are those kids still your friends?"

His reply was priceless: " I don't know mom, I don't care."

My question: "you don't care?"

Jay: "nope, I don't need those people to be my friends."

Me: "you don't want any of the kids in you class to like you?"

Jay: "Nope, I don't care if they are my friends, and I don't want them to be if they are going to be ugly to people like that."

Me: "Jay, is Grace one of your friends?"

Jay: "Nope, I don't like her either."

Me: "Why, was she ugly too?"

Jay: "Nope, I just never liked her since she came in my class."

I think I was completely dumbfounded- my son did not like the little girl to begin with, but he was not going to stand for the teasing and laughing at the girl like the other kids.

He may have a temper, he throws tantrums, he whines, screams, and fights, but we are doing something right. Right now I think I will settle for that. Makes me think though, where does he get that courage, to stand up for what he knows is right no matter the cost? I think I may have more to learn from him than I thought. Maybe, we all do.

On that note, God has blessed me with two smart children an amazing husband and a wonderful family, I pray that we continue to learn and grow together, and maybe we all will have our own heroic moments.

Here is a picture of the little hero-


There will be a story later about this picture.

Monday, May 7, 2007

Children in Wal-Mart

Wal-Mart, ahh, the highlight of every mother's day to trample through Walmart with two kids under the age of five. See this is worse, at least when they did not talk they could not ask for everything under the sun! (please someone explain to me why a four year old needs cheese cloth!)

However, the other day we were shopping and the boys were singing- it started with a rendition of "I believe I could..." no their song did not say fly, it was "I believe I could punch you in the eye" followed with "I believe I could make you cry..." about then is when I asked them to pick a new song, you see we were getting a few stares from some people. They did just that-each of them picked a new song- two different songs simultaneously. They have their very own personalities quite different from one another and don't often agree on anything. This day was no different.

So there we were in the middle of the Super Walmart, in the main aisle near the meats and cheeses, you know, and they both began to sing their songs. AJ is five going on twenty five, his choice was "The Cha-Cha Slide" complete with the clapping, the dance steps (in the back of the cart of course), and the head and booty shaking to boot. Jay, not as mature, chose a song that goes along with a book "Chicka Chika Boom Boom". His performance also included a little booty shaking action as well. This now, was much more pleasant and entertaining than the previous song they had been singing. All of a sudden, from one of the other aisles, out came this woman who muttered some comment about not being able to shop in peace.

Really-who shops at Walmart because of the peaceful experience you have in that store???
Just then another woman said "oh, their cute, at least their not crying" looking dead at the "peaceful walmart shopper"

I suppose I was in a mood that day because I looked over toward the women and told them " No, they are not crying, however if you would prefer that I could make them."
The "peaceful shopper" stormed away and the other woman began to laugh.

Come on people we all say we will never have "those kind of children" that scream and yell in the store, the truth is that is at one point or another every child- especially in walmart.

To tell you the truth, if they are not crying, yelling obscenities or stealing- I say let them enjoy the trip- because honestly who likes shopping at Walmart? The only reason anyone goes is because it is just all in one place.