Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Preschool Graduation

Graduations are such a momentous occasion.  Especially when they involve your children.  And, certainly when it means your baby takes another step toward greater independence.  These moments are a parent you are thankful for your child's abilities and capabilities, but letting go is difficult.  Certainly for me.

I had prepared myself that I would likely be tethered to a pack of tissues as I drank in the happiness and emotion that would come along with this final preschool graduation.  And, some tears came both during and after the graduation.  But, I will say that during the graduation program there were far more laughs than there were tears.

We were presented with an array of talents that these little ones had mastered during the school year.  Everything from Spanish to American Sign Language to showcasing their sharp minds and sponge-like abilities by sharing their knowledge of government and civics.  Yes, these are four and five year olds.  Very smart four and five year olds.  I just wish Ashton would have done less smiling and more performing.  And, while he is a monkey he is not a performing monkey.

The second that Ashton saw his family's eyes on him he would shout from the stage "Stop!  Stop looking at me."  At first I was asking myself if he was talking to us.  Indeed he was!  The thought that ran through my mind and eventually came out of my mouth several times was "Are you kidding me?  We're here to see you...not your friends!  Of course I am going to be fixated on you - this is our last pre-school event!"  I would catch him signing or singing in Spanish out of the corner of my eye!  But, I was not permitted to ever focus solely on Ashton.  This was probably for the best.  It certainly kept my tears in check. 

I am happy that he walked down the aisle.

Thrilled he remained on the stage throughout the entire program.  Glad that he went forward to receive his diploma (although his teacher had to take him by the hand to get him there).  Ecstatic that he kept his mortar board on (most of the time!).

And in the end, he had his cake and ate it too.  Quite literally.

My little man has left behind his preschool days and now enters the next phase...Kindergarten!  ...I prefer to cross that bridge when we get to it.  August!

Monday, May 16, 2011

The Serenity Prayer

God grant me the Serenity to accept the things
I cannot change
The Courage to change the 
things I can
And the Wisdom to know the difference.
For many years, I thought that this prayer was just a nice saying.  Maybe even a bit cliche.  Typically this piece is spayed all over plaques, knick-knacks and cheap artwork.  It tends to lose it's value.

In the past several months, it has become very real to me.  I am a control freak, mostly.  And, when I don't have control of things that I believe I should, it eats me alive.  Quite literally.  I have begun to realize that I have to focus on what can be changed and letting the rest go.  

A very valuable life lesson to learn...and a tough one, for sure.  At least for a control freak like me! 

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Evening...In a Nutshell

Me:  "Ashton, what are you doing?"
Ashton:  "Making fart sounds with my armpit."
Me:  "Well, that's pretty disgusting since you are still eating."
Ashton:  "If I had water on my hands it would sound a lot better."
This was part of tonight's dinner conversation.

Sidney:  "Ashton, don't leave the toilet seat up!  I just fell in!"
Ashton:  "She fell in what?"
Me:  "The toilet, Buddy.  She fell in the toilet!"
Ashton:  "Why?"
This dilemma starts early in life and continues through adulthood...Sidney has no idea!

Me:  "Sidney, we need to start your insect report that is due Friday.  Any idea what insect you want to write about?"
Sidney:  "Yes!  The dung beetle.  It eats poop!"
...winner, winner chicken dinner!  We started the report on the dung beetle this evening!

Ashton:  "Mommy, your eyes are really blue."
Me:  "So are yours, Buddy.  You got your blue eyes from me."
Ashton:  "No, I didn't.  I came with my own eyes."
Deep conversation while swinging in the backyard - spider style!

I definitely had quality time with the kids tonight...these conversations put a smile on my face at the end of a long day!  Funny isn't it? How is it that dung beetles and toilet seats that are left up make your day? 

Sunday, May 8, 2011

My Beautiful Birthday Girl

My greatest surprise in life turned greatest joy, Sidney, turned 8 this weekend.  Mother's Day to be exact.  She's such a ball of energy, full of passion, a creative little mind.  She's perfect. 

You'll remember that her birthday cake was to be the coolest thing since sliced bread - it's Wheel of Fortune, how could it not be?  When we arrived at the bakery she was filled with anticipation to lift the lid on this sweet, creative treat.  What she saw was nothing less than a total rockin' cake!  ...especially for a Wheel Watcher!

Yes, it's definitely a famous event...the 8th birthday of Sidney Noelle Marshall, aka: super Diva!

While she had a massive headache that kept her down most of the day, the drugs kicked in just in time for presents and cake.  (Although she still hasn't had any of this cake)  It was kind of sad, anti-climatic and disappointing that she has been looking forward to this day since the day after her last birthday only to be miserable on the day of her big event.  Most of her time was spent on the couch while her friends took over the playroom, and her brother heisted one of her Nerf dart guns. 

She watched most of it unfold, tried to participate in as much as she could, but overall did not enjoy her birthday party like an eight year old should.  She certainly needs a re-do! 

Lucky for her, her momma is a firm believer in the idea of a birthday month!  We'll take the new Schwinn for a spin, have a hunk of the Wheel cake and party like the rockstar she is!

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Marry Me

"Ashton's Mom!  Ashton's Mom!  Ashton's Mom!"  These are the words that rang out as Ashton & I entered his preschool classroom at daycare this morning.  Each time the beckon for attention became louder. 

"Yes, Alyssa?"

"I'm going to MARRY Ashton!  I love him!"

For a split second my mind rushed back to Father of the Bride.  You know, the part where Steve Martin visualizes his grown daughter as a young child informing him that she is getting married?  This scene at daycare would have fit like a glove into that movie!

"Wow, really?  You're going to marry, Ashton, huh?"  Alyssa's face lit up and her smile took over the room.  "Yep, and I can't wait!"  "Well that's good, Alyssa.  See you tomorrow."

Little Alyssa...I can definitely wait for that day.  Hopefully I won't be like Steve Martin, though, when the day comes!