This past Friday, Perry had another day off of school... a snow day for some unexpected reason. They were given a snow day on Thursday because there was sleet and ice. Friday, not so much.
But anyway, we passed some of our time in the afternoon by walking through the mall. We really didn't need to do any shopping; just needed to get out of the house. And it doesn't hurt that there is a brand new Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory there either. The aroma coming from this small place starts at least 4 stores down. We decided on chocolate-dipped graham crackers, and while we were busy munching, we spy the Easter Bunny
"Mom, I don't believe in the Easter Bunny. It's really just someone wearing a costume."
"Yes - you're right. We have not believed in the Easter Bunny for a long time."
And then my mind starts racing. But wait... since we are on the subject, let's talk about Santa Claus.
"Perry - what do you think about Santa Claus?"
"Well mom, when I overheard Dad tell Brian that he bought me and then he said Santa brought me my sports workout ladder, I then went upstairs later to my bedroom to think about it."
"You did? What did you think about?"
"I decided then in my bedroom that there really wasn't a Santa Claus and that you guys bought me all my presents."
"So how come you didn't discuss this with us?" Feeling horribly bad that my son was thinking about this in his bedroom all by himself.
"Well, it was something that I had heard my friends talk about before, so it just finally made sense."
Cut that knife right through my heart.
My son who has believed in the magic of Santa Claus for nine years is growing up.
Don't even get me started talking about our long-time friends who came over Saturday evening with their three adorable girls, and just 15 minutes prior to their arriving he runs up the stairs yelling "I forgot to put on deodorant!"
Oh my - he's not my little baby anymore.
Now for my confession... which is something that I could not even believe myself as I was watching Harrison Ford being interviewed last night before the Oscars...
I have never seen an Indiana Jones movie.
I know. Raiders of the Lost Ark. I have not seen it.
Sounds like a family night at the movies this weekend starting with the first one is in order.
A confession and a revelation all in one weekend.
The excitement never ends in the comfort zone.
Phil was heading home from San Francisco, my parents worked their "enjoying our retirement" job late, and I had to work then race to make it to Perry's valentine party at school. It was a terribly busy day for all of our family, and all I could think was... this family could use some good ol' fashioned comfort food. I made my dad's easy meatloaf, along with macaroni and cheese, corn and buttered rolls. I placed Perry in charge of setting the table, and he amazed me with his creativity.
At least there's a positive to taking him out to dinner frequently!
If you look closely, he even made place cards for each of us. We're fancy like that...
We went out to dinner with some friends on Saturday night and left all the kids together at home with babysitters. They played Wii, watched a movie, and the adults got to enjoy an evening out alone, not having to referee arguments or witness toddler meltdowns. What a delightful Saturday evening.
Just like the other 25 million people, we too are watching American Idol.
Our favorites are the the Missourians - Asia'h Epperson from Joplin, and David Cook from our hometown here in Blue Springs.
Go Missouri !!
My brother went on his second trip to India to visit his best friend Amit. We have been able to follow his journey here.
That's just a glimpse of our life here this past week.
See you again here soon!
Now that was a self-esteem booster if ever I needed one.
And I looked down at myself to see what was the matter - and I see nothin'. Just wearing the regular brown turtleneck with the denim jeans and heels today.
I searched all over for the stain, looked at my hair in the mirror - just the same-o, same-o.
What was that look all about?
Oh well, I got this in my in-box today and because I'm so terribly
Play along with me if you'd like.... and let me know you did in the comments!
Hope your Monday morning is looking better... and may you not run into anyone today that makes a sorry-looking face at you.
Labels: meme; monday morning
As I ran upstairs to
We invited them in, extremely happy for someone to socialize with on a dull Saturday evening. We played and patty-caked with the darling little girl that belongs to the younger couple. Perry invited the older gentleman down to bowl with him on the Wii. The first-time bowler even won the first game. They played several games. We served coffee, played with the little girl some more, and just all around enjoyed the evening.
Soon they were out the door as it was getting past the little girl's bedtime. We hugged them goodbye, talked of seeing them again soon, and then safely closed our front door and locked in for the evening.
As I was turning around to head back to the kitchen, I heard Perry exclaim "nice people" as he was heading up the stairs.
I laughed until I fell on the floor.
These lovely older people and the darling little girl belonging to the younger people were my parents, my brother and sister-in-law, and my niece Ainsley.
I had been wondering when Perry was finally going to give them his stamp of approval.
You would have thought he was 80 years old wrapping up his thoughts on another day down.
But you're right on Perry - they are nice people.
Ainsley says thank you!