Thanksgiving (care of Fresh Direct) was yesterday. It was a such a crazy day, mainly because it was pouring rain so that meant Mamie didn't get to go outside at all in the morning. Usually she is out and about from 9-12, expending energy, seeing friends, having fun, throwing things, drumming on things, running and chasing things and generally coming up so tired that she falls asleep and stays that way for a good 3 hours, giving me lots of time to cook or eat or do things like write here.
But no, yesterday she was home. And all she wanted to do was watch these language development tapes we got for her. Basically these tapes play classical music and feature a woman with a peppy voice who says things like: lion, tickle, bowl, spoon, bang, lick -- words that kids need to know. They have been a great help in language growth, but man, they are insidious (right now I am hearing the woman say "feet.") The tapes are great for early evening when we want Mamie to wind down, but she wanted to watch them all morning. As soon as one ended, she'd yell "more words," which made me proud and then nauseous. More words? I had some words, all right. When it was time to nap, Mamie refused to budge. She cried when I shut off the television. The only way she would sleep was if I was next to her on our bed. Usually that would be fine with me, but uh, I had to make (I mean, heat up) the food. So I laid with her and Doug did everything.
Two hours later she woke, and yes, she asked for "words" and no we didn't put them on. Guests had started coming, THANK GOD, and so she was entertained for awhile. She was also nutso. She needed to be outside, but it was still raining and cold and Mama wanted to eat!
The day was lovely though. No stress, no mess. My sister came over, and so did Tara and Richard (who Mamie had a big crush on.) No, I didn't eat enough, and yes, I was exhausted from trying to keep Mamie entertained, but the day was good.
None of us were at the table at the same time but if we were maybe I would had made people say what they were thankful for (maybe not, but maybe). So as corny as this sounds, here is my piece. Thanks for my family. I still cannot believe that I even have a family, I am in continual awe of them. Special, special thanks for Doug who is the best husband in the world and does things like take care of Mamie when I need a day to stay in bed and watch endless loops of What Not To Wear, gets me the expensive takeout when I am too tired to cook and always, always say yes when I ask for a backrub. I am really fortunate, not only for him, but for my almost 2-year old. Yes, her favorite words these days are "no" and "mine" and she can be quite a handful at times (I wouldn't expect anything less though), but she is the best of the best. The bestest. I know I am lucky. I just hope they know how thankful I am for them.
But no, yesterday she was home. And all she wanted to do was watch these language development tapes we got for her. Basically these tapes play classical music and feature a woman with a peppy voice who says things like: lion, tickle, bowl, spoon, bang, lick -- words that kids need to know. They have been a great help in language growth, but man, they are insidious (right now I am hearing the woman say "feet.") The tapes are great for early evening when we want Mamie to wind down, but she wanted to watch them all morning. As soon as one ended, she'd yell "more words," which made me proud and then nauseous. More words? I had some words, all right. When it was time to nap, Mamie refused to budge. She cried when I shut off the television. The only way she would sleep was if I was next to her on our bed. Usually that would be fine with me, but uh, I had to make (I mean, heat up) the food. So I laid with her and Doug did everything.
Two hours later she woke, and yes, she asked for "words" and no we didn't put them on. Guests had started coming, THANK GOD, and so she was entertained for awhile. She was also nutso. She needed to be outside, but it was still raining and cold and Mama wanted to eat!
The day was lovely though. No stress, no mess. My sister came over, and so did Tara and Richard (who Mamie had a big crush on.) No, I didn't eat enough, and yes, I was exhausted from trying to keep Mamie entertained, but the day was good.
None of us were at the table at the same time but if we were maybe I would had made people say what they were thankful for (maybe not, but maybe). So as corny as this sounds, here is my piece. Thanks for my family. I still cannot believe that I even have a family, I am in continual awe of them. Special, special thanks for Doug who is the best husband in the world and does things like take care of Mamie when I need a day to stay in bed and watch endless loops of What Not To Wear, gets me the expensive takeout when I am too tired to cook and always, always say yes when I ask for a backrub. I am really fortunate, not only for him, but for my almost 2-year old. Yes, her favorite words these days are "no" and "mine" and she can be quite a handful at times (I wouldn't expect anything less though), but she is the best of the best. The bestest. I know I am lucky. I just hope they know how thankful I am for them.