My Saucy Frocks are going to be featured on The Stumbly Diva Wednesday,
April 10th!!! She found me somehow on Etsy, and wanted to do a little blog about me! Yippeeee!!!!! So, check it out! I'm sure she'd appreciate the traffic on her blog, too!
This morning I got out of bed earlier than I usually do, the sun was shining, the birds were too frozen to chirp, but would have if they could have, I was a little more awake than usual... probably because I woke up 2 hours earlier and couldn't get back to sleep.This sounds like I may have been in a good mood, but that would be wrong. I was teetering on losing it entirely!
Anyway, I jumped out of bed and (faking) happily went into Eason's room to wake him up. I used to sit on his bed and tickle his face and sing a really annoying "Good Morning" song. He'd get really mad, but it would get him up. Now his bed is over 5 feet off the ground, and I'd have to climb aaaaaall the way up there, so I just stand below and happily say "Time to get uuuuppp...... Eeeeaaasssooonnn........ time to get uuuuuupppp!" If he doesn't get up I will start singing the annoying "Good Morning" song he hates, and push up on his mattress. Thus, establishing the fact that every child MUST hate when his mom comes to wake him up in the morning!
Well, this morning, he didn't get up. No matter what I did. I thought I'd give him a few minutes, so I crept back into my room to wake up my hubby. I put my hand on his back, I gently stroked his arm..... "Sweeeeetttttiiieeeeeeee".... nothing. "ooohhh,
Sweeeettttteeeeeeeee........" still nothing. I called out to Eason again, and still no movement or reply. Once again, I gently whispered to hubby to get up.... yet again, nothing.
Dejected, I tromped over to my side of the bed,"Fine, I'll be invisible!" I said, and climbed in the covers pulling my pillow onto my head. Why should I always have to be the one to get everyone else up in the morning???? Let someone else do it for a change and see how they like it!!!! If Eason never gets up.... fine with me! I am only half of the parent unit here..... I will only get him up HALF of the time!
Well, my pouting worked. My hubby got up a few minutes later and got the kid up. I stayed in bed. I'm glad. There was nothing much to get up for today, anyway. So there!
This weekend was our church's General Conference. Which means, ( in the way my son explains it:)" we don't go to church... we watch it on t.v., and lots of people give really long talks and I get to wear regular clothes and color." Well.... ya, it's sort of like that.
Actually, with Eason getting older, I thought I'd have him stick around a little more for conference this year. I printed off a conference packet my sis. in law sent, and he had a lot of fun coloring the pictures and doing the puzzles. He even asked questions about some of the talks, and sat very quietly during the prophet's talk. I've never seen him be so good!
I sat and crocheted the whole time. I am making a blessing dress for my little niece, and thought a little hat and booties would be cute. I've never made booties before. I made one and it turned out really cute, but looked a bit too big. The second one turned out better, and was smaller. I guess I'll try them on her and see which one fits her better! My Mother-in-law said she didn't know I knew how to crochet... well, I didn't know either! How hard can it be, right? 
I'll post the whole dress when it's done.
This post is for my beloved sister.... William. ( I didn't put her given name here for family harmony, but this is the real nickname I gave her when I was trying to convince her she was a boy several years back.) I dedicate this post to my one and only sister because part of who she is now is due to the influences of my topic in this post. I'm sure you have heard, and if you haven't, I am happy to announce the come-back of the beloved and oh-so-heart-throb inducing
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NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK!!!!!!!
What? You wonder what on EARTH I am talking about???? You are probably too young then. But those of you who's heart just skipped a beat.... and you know who you are.... will probably feel the world is headed in the right direction once more. I cannot claim a particular admiration for the group, myself. However, my sister and I bonded over several viewings of their rockumentary: "Step By Step".
My sister would sit and drool over the screen. Her pulse would quicken whenever her crush-for-the-moment would appear on screen. Her crushes changed daily. I do, however, have to own up that I, too suffered from this problem, not with the NKOTB, though... my old journals are filled with ever-changing crushes, some had multiple crushes per entry.
I also must admit that I did, at some point in their career, happen to think that maybe Jordan Knight was a little cute.... maybe.....
My sister could really do a lot of their dance moves, something I tried once and will never recover from. We really bonded over these viewings and discussions. I learned a lot about my sister during this time. For one thing, she most definitely wasn't a boy!
So, when I read that the NKOTB were coming back, I had to smile and think of my little sister. The article I read said: "Once the man band was unveiled- with a drumroll and from behind a red velvet curtain set up outdoors- Wahlberg waisted no time in getting down to the business of the announcement." it brought a funny image to mind, though. I could see them set up on somebody's front porch in some rural neighborhood- very much like the one I live in now. I could see them draping an old red sheet above the front steps and having someone- probably Jordan Knight- play a drumroll on their portable synthesizer, and using the mic off of their little karaoke machine. A few old ladies would be peering out their windows, and their one fan... a woman in her early 30's, would be screaming and pulling at her hair while her children stand horrified at the scene their mother is displaying for these nobody's! It actually reminded me of a show on tv about a 2 man band who is trying to make it big, and failing miserably. They have one fan who follows them everywhere and goes crazy over them.
So, William, I say to you, congratulations! You can get a piece of your youth back! It's a rare gift.... treasure it! I think young mothers everywhere will be rejoicing at this news. I think they'll have to change their name, though. It just doesn't work now. They're not new, and they're certainly not kids anymore. Ok, the youngest one may have reached puberty by now. Maybe they can be the "Thirty something has-beens trying to reconnect with long-lost fame and fortune, trying to fit into tiny leather pants, guys on the block". Let's see, that would be TSHBTRWLFFTFITLPGOTB....
hmmmm........ maybe not that.
I've read a few blogs lately that have listed many of the person's favorite things... or hated things. I think it is pretty cool.... a good way to get to know a person. So, I am challenging myself to do the same. Today, I will list my favorite things... for a positive note!
ERIN'S FAVORITE THINGS!!!!
Knowing Heavenly Father is there for me
Chocolate
The smell of baking chocolate chip cookies on a rainy day
Cold bed sheets
Cold tile under my bare feet
Bath and Body Works body cream rubbed on my feet by hubby's warm hands!!!
Hot Chocolate on a cold morning
Hugs from my little boy
The smell of my dog's feet
The way my dog wakes me up each morning
My red car
Homey scented candles
Creating aprons
Men who hold the door for me (my son does this all the time!)
My heating pad
Leftover spaghetti with lots of parmesan cheese
Cute shoes!
Coloring my hair
Jeans that make you look skinnier
Wearing skirts and dresses
The smell of autumn
My nieces and nephews
Going to lunch with my Mom
Going on a date with my hubby
General Conference weekend
Park City's Outlet stores
Period romance novels and movies
Fancy restaurants... (which I never get to go to)
Perfectly re-creating a meal from a fancy restaurant
Singing a solo in church
Duets with my hubby
Harry Potter books and movies
Sushi
Time to myself to go to craft stores
Girl's night out
Whoppers and Popcorn
Dollar movies
Bourne Trilogy
HG T.V.
Feather pillows
Expensive perfume
Red Lipstick
Old musicals
The internet!!!!!
Ok... well, I could go on and on, but my son seems to think that his mom shouldn't be on the computer all morning. Maybe he's right!
Ok, yesterday it snowed! Not just a light spring dusting.... a real, honest-to-goodness snow fall. I had to actually shovel! It was March 31st!!!! I am ready for the spring. I'm not just saying that.... I am REEEEEEEEALLLY ready for spring. Like, I am going to pull my hair out and run around wearing my clothing backwards if it doesn't get warm soon.
My son is feeling it, too. He was supposed to go on a field trip yesterday to Red Butte Gardens, but it got cancelled because why pay for a bus ride to go look at snow on the ground when you can see it for free right there at school??? He was pretty bummed about that.
Today, my son had a total melt down. He isn't the type of kid that usually loses his cool. He's a pretty go-with-the-flow type of person. But this morning, BOY HOWDY!!!!
I wasn't quite sure he was going to make it to school. He came in to my bedroom this morning, and said he was trying to figure out a way to avoid a certain kid at school. I asked why, and found out this kid has been bothering him. With further probing, I found out that this kid wants to be his friend, but is a little exhuberant in his attentions. Eason doesn't like to be mauled by his friends.
Then, he proceeded to tell me that he doesn't have any friends.
"Well.... I only have 3..... well, maybe 4...... ok, I have 5 friends..... but that's all".
"Wow! 5 friends is a lot! Why do you think you want more?"
"Well..... as soon as I get more friends, I get sick of playing with them, and I want to find someone else to play with. Then they get mad at me and don't want to play with ME anymore."
"Do you think maybe your friends have hurt feelings when you don't want to play with them anymore?"
" Yes, but they never want to do what I want to do."
"Do you ever play what they want to play for a change?"
*silence*
"Do you think they'd want to play with you if you played what they play?"
*more silence*
"MOM! YOU'RE JUST A GROWN-UP! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT PLAYING WITH FRIENDS!"and there it is..... the statement that every child is destined to utter, that every parent is doomed to hear! I have reached a new level of parenting. I thought it would feel better, somehow, knowing that I am still on track as a parent. Surely the "I hate you" phase will be coming soon. Can I gauge my affectiveness as a parent by the angry outbursts of my child? I would think so.
At any rate, I think it can still be attributed to this stinking weather! I am liabel to drastically color my hair or take out the scissors and start hacking away out of desperation! (I tend to take out my frustrations on my poor defenseless hair). I will try to make it just one..... more....... day............
