The Time Is Upon Us

Or me.  The time is upon me.

Rory’s first day of school is tomorrow and so far I have been able to keep my shit together, but God knows what kind of hot mess is going to be stumbling out of the preschool doors after drop off.

I’m purposely going to have my running gear on to make myself go for a run so I am distracted by thoughts of some fellow 3 year old taking advantage of the new kid, who just happens to be comfortably wearing size 18-24 month shorts.  My little man…off to school.

Tonight when I put Rory to bed, I read him The Kissing Hand.  Some family friends gave the book to Kamryn a few years ago and I used to read it to her all the time.  I cannot get through that book without tearing up, though.  So tonight, through blurry vision and a shaky voice, Rory learned about The Kissing Hand.  I kissed his little left hand and he giggled, but then held it to his cheek, just like in the book.  I am 100% screwed tomorrow.

I had to fill out a ton of paperwork before Rory could start school and one of the questions asked me how I would describe my child’s personality.  Heh…like I’m going to be honest.  He is the most loving and friendliest little boy.  He is very compliant, always listens and can read at a 5th grade level.  As Kamryn would say, “Mommy, that’s P.S.”  I should have just given them the pictures below.  Damn!  I just remembered I have to bring a picture of him tomorrow for his cubby.

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Rory’s Birthday

One of my goals as a mom is to allow my children one day a year (their birthday) to do whatever their little hearts desire.  To allow them the freedom to make their own decisions without me suggesting they try something else.  I always announce this luxury with a bit of trepidation.  One of these days they are going to go overboard and I’m going to have to say “No.” to one of their requests.  Luckily, that has yet to happen.

The rules for the children’s birthdays are as follows:

  1. You may eat whatever you want.  This includes going out to eat.  The funny thing about this rule is that kids don’t really think too far outside the box.  For example, they still pick a breakfast food for breakfast, a pretty acceptable lunch and dinner.  The snacks sometimes go awry, but that’s acceptable for one day.  Yesterday, Rory started his day with a waffle.  Then had yogurt, s’mores Goldfish, part of a Hershey bar, lunch at Souplantation, more s’mores Goldfish, chicken noodle soup, a peanut butter and honey sandwich, an old candy cane leftover from Christmas, more of the Hershey bar, ham and french fries.

    We love our Souplantation!!!

  2. You may dictate all activities for the day.  I have decided my children will have a party every 5 years.  We’ll probably have a small gathering every year, but if they want to have a big party, they have to wait until 5, 10, 15, etc.  This is where I know things may get a little tough once the kids get older.  Right now they think they are limited to things they already have done.  There were no requests to go to Disneyland or Hawaii (Kamryn’s top two destinations).  Rory didn’t really have anything he wanted to do except sleep after his lunch.
  3. You will have your picture taken on a step.  I thought the kids would always be sitting on the front step of our house in Iowa, but things change and now they are sitting on the steps outside our condo in California.

Rory's 3 year photo. The funny thing is, all of his clothes are 18-24 months. I love that he's so little. I get to hang on to having a little guy for as long as possible.

That’s pretty much it.  Rory’s final request of the day was to have his binky.  We have been talking about this for a month.  Once he turned 3, the binkies were gone.  He tried to convince me that he was still 2 by throwing a sock, a sandwich and a plate at me, but I held firm…for an hour.

Rory is an interesting child.  When I first told him he wasn’t allowed to have a binky, he cried and cried.  It was a very sad cry that was making me sad.  I wanted to give him his binky right then and there, but I didn’t.  Once he settled down, we went back to his room, read his book and got him all tucked in.  He accepted that he wasn’t going to get his binky which appeared to be a *win* for me, but what I didn’t realize was that Binky is Rory’s Ambien.  Without that little piece of plastic, he was wired.  He kept running out of his room and jumping into the living room in a fighting stance, yelling “Hiiii-Yaaaa!”  Believe me, it was hilarious, but it stopped being funny after an hour.  He wouldn’t stay in his room for anything.  So at 9:00pm, Binky miraculously reappeared, much to Rory’s delight, and off to bed he went without so much as a peep until this morning at 6:45am when he ran out of his room, Binky in hand, and shouted, “No more Binky!”

Feel free to stop by here and vote for me to win the Skydiving Adventure!  I’m very securely in second place, but we could still make a run for first!!

This won’t go down in history…

The last 24 hours have not been the best.  Yesterday, the children were doing their absolute best to break me by seeing how much they could whine before I completely lost it.  I know they were just messing with me because any child that whines nonstop for over an hour certainly can’t be serious, right?  It started on our way home from Kamryn’s orientation.  We walked the 1/2 mile to school and thus had to walk the 1/2 mile back home.  It was a little warm yesterday, but if you could have heard Kamryn, you would have thought we were forcing her to trek through the Sahara with only her own urine to drink.

Once we were home and Kamryn had some “cold water with ice” (Kamryn’s favorite drink), she bounced back was excited about school the next day – even making her new teacher a picture.  She called her Mrs. Puff, which I found absolutely hilarious because 1) That is Spongebob’s teacher’s name and 2) I’m sure she is going to make that mistake in school.  Don’t worry, I corrected her and told her that her teacher is Mrs. Moffat, but I wish I could see the look on her teacher’s face when Kamryn calls her Mrs. Puff – it will happen.

The rest of the night was fairly uneventful, but I couldn’t sleep.  I wasn’t worried, anxious or scared about anything…I just couldn’t sleep.  I finally fell asleep at 12:30 after watching Life As We Know It.  I have decided that Katherine Heigl is atrocious.  I liked her in Knocked Up, but I find her bitchy and boring and no, I have never watched “Greys”, nor will I ever.

I lost my focus, which is understandable because my lovely little buddy, Rory, thought 4:45 is a perfect wake up time.  I fought with him until 6:00 before I finally gave up and let him stay up.  However, the commotion we were making woke up Kamryn.  Luckily, she was so excited to go to school, that she wasn’t crabby.  The one positive is that we had more than enough time to get to school without having to rush.

After a couple of criticisms from Kamryn about what I was wearing to drop her off (today is my run day so I had on my work out gear and hadn’t showered), we were in the car and off to school.  We had to park about 2 blocks away and walk, but that was expected so we were prepared.  However, once we were about to walk through the gates of school, I realized Kamryn didn’t grab her snack from the car.  And when I brought that to her attention, she realized that she also forgot the picture for her teacher.  This was also after I had been snapping some pictures and was getting a 14 year old attitude from my 4 year old about taking the pictures.  She also wouldn’t hold my hand.  These may be the last 1st day of school pictures for Kamryn ever!

Note the picture for her teacher in her hand on the way to the car.

Kamryn asked after this one: “Why are you taking my picture already?”
Kamryn was a bit put out by this picture, but it was necessary.

Not walking with me, not holding my hand, she actually didn’t even want me to walk her to her classroom.

Taking just a peak inside before heading in for the day.

We booked it back to the car after dropping Kamryn off in her classroom, ran her snack and picture into her and then headed home.  Rory, naturally fell asleep on the way home, but Ryan is staying home from work with a back issues (another obstacle in our house) so he took him home and I got my run in without interruption.  That always perks me up, but I pushed myself a little harder than usual and now that my runners high has dissipated, I am exhausted.  No time to rest, though – it’s time to go pick Kamryn up from school!