The Little Mermaid (I can do several different characters!).
I had ordered a bunch of Spiderman birthday supplies online last weekend and everything finally arrived at our house on Monday. I was SO excited to see Aidan’s face, because he really is the most appreciative little kid you’ll ever meet. (For instance, how many kids do you know that SLEEP with the goody bags given to them by their dentist after a check-up? Well, my son cherishes that little plastic bag with the miniature toothpaste tube, cheap toothbrush, and one plastic toothpick. He doesn’t let it go for at least a good 2-3 days.)
Here he is at his first dentist appointment… aww, he looks like a BABY. I can’t BELIEVE he’s turning 5!
Aidan lived up to my expectation- he was SUPER excited and went through EACH and every decoration, eating utencil, and party favor in that box. Then, I figured it was time to include him in the invitation-writing/ mailing. So I filled out most of the invitations, but decided that he should write his name on the line that says who the party is for. Geeeeez, what seemed like an hour later, he had all 8 invitations filled out and it was time to seal the envelopes. After licking his first envelope shut, he says, “Mmmmm! That tastes like a LIZARD!”
I’ll take your word on that one, Aidan.
I’m sensing a pattern…
My kids were sick for MLK weekend.
My kids were sick for Valentine’s Day weekend.
My kids were sick the last time I planned to meet up with my friend from JMU, Haley, and her adorable family…
So I should’ve known that the weekend after St. Patty’s Day, and the weekend that I rescheduled our playdate with Haley, one of my kids would inevitably be sick.
As soon as I picked Kaia up from daycare on Friday afternoon, she sounded different. She sounded like she couldn’t breathe through her nose. AND, she asked while we were driving home if she could go straight to her bed to lay down. As soon as we walked through the door, she did as she said… and didn’t get up for the rest of the night. Poor baby.
She had a fever all weekend. As soon as I thought she was on the upswing, the pendulum would swing back the other way and she would be right back in her bed.
I literally stayed in our house all weekend. I don’t think I put shoes on once. But Kaia’s fever, which resulted in cabin fever, led to my gallery wall, fixing of my closet, spray painting an old mirror to hang in my kitchen, organizing my junk drawer, all of my desk drawers, my coat closet, finishing our laundry, and setting a bag of things aside for Good Will. Woooo- Mama’s on a ROLL!
Unfortunately, it’s Monday and Kaia woke up with a fever again. So I’m home from work to tend to my baby.
On a side note, David is officially DONE with wrestling season! We’ve got a lot going on this weekend- David’s going PIG hunting, I’m going to a Salt n’ Pepa concert, the kids have a birthday party to go to, and I’ve got to finish planning Aidan’s Spiderman party for his 5th birthday (cue the tears).
When I was little, I hated being different.
It probably didn’t help that we seemed to live in towns with very little diversity.
I was even embarrassed to have my Dad come to my school events, because he made it obvious that I was not like everyone else.
Then, I grew older and became more comfortable in my own skin, more confident… and I developed a self-deprecating humor that I still use to this day.
Somewhere in between 8th grade and high school, I became okay with my almond-shaped eyes and black-brown hair… and I wanted my dad to come to my soccer games and band concerts.
But it wasn’t until I graduated from grad school and went to Japan with my family for two weeks that I really became PROUD of who I was and where I came from. We went to visit my family in Japan and to see where my dad grew up, but I left there feeling like I knew so much more about myself, and I fell in love with a country that was…
… and the positivity and grace of my Japanese cousins and family friends when they could’ve easily been filled with despair and negative thoughts amazes me and fills me with a profound sense of unworthiness… these are some of the comments from their recent emails…
“Fortunately all of my family are fine and we really thank god that we have a life…”
“We all Kita kanto (NorthEast people ) Japanese face a big crisis but we try our best to take care each other now…”
“Everyone who send me messages and many phone calls, Thank you very much for your concern I really appreciate your kindness.”
“It is still continue to have a little earthquake for every 5mins now… I feel like I am on the ship everyday…”
“Another problem Fukushima Plower Plant has been damaged by Tunami. We are still in bad condition but as long as we have a life we really appreciate for god.”
“We are sleeping with fear every day but we hope to think positively for everything.”
If you haven’t already made a donation to help the victims of the tsunami, then I would be grateful if you could…
• The American Red Cross: Text REDCROSS to 90999 to give $10.
• Convoy for Hope: Text TSUNAMI to 50555 to give $10.
• GlobalGiving: Text JAPAN to 50555 to give $10.
(Verizon Wireless, AT&T, Sprint and T-Mobile are waiving texting fees for donations.)
You may also always visit the Red Cross website if you’d like to help.