Sum Parts

Girl colors

I've never been a big fan of "girl" colors. Pink and purple just aren't my thing. Lately though I'm finding myself purposely choosing items that strongly shout GIRL. In a house full of boys things tend to be mostly masculine, which I'm fine with, like I said girly colors and things aren't my style. Since I'm not girly either that makes my stuff all the more susceptible to the taking by the males in the house. Need shoes to slip on to take out the trash? Mama's grey slip on shoes will work just fine.  Mama's bike is blue, I'll ride that to the BMX track since my tire is flat. To help combat this issue I've been choosing things in "girl" colors. My new exercise ball, it's fuschia. New running shoes, pink. Cover for my IPhone girly indeed. What I failed to keep in mind however is that we haven't ever been the kind of parents who discourage the use of "girl" things or even identify things or colors as being gender specific. So far  no one has slid my pink shoes on to take out the trash. As for my exercise ball, "Oh Mama I love your new ball! That's my favorite color!" Sigh. only a matter of time before I find it flying around the yard. On the plus side I do feel slightly more feminine. The teenage me would have been appalled.

Before I even started

I have stopped blogging before I ever even really started. I blame it on Facebook! Actually I can blame a lot of things of facebook, it sucks a person in and doesn't spit you back out! I find myself writing brief updates on there and forgetting that I started a blog. I do find myself often composing blogs in my head but never getting them down. I do the same for my paper journals for the boys. I always regret it later because I know there is so much I hoped to remember that I've since forgotten and never did write down. I also love to write and know that this would be such a creative outlet for me. Now that I'm finished with the course I was taking and have a break for awhile I'm going to make it a point to blog more often, maybe a little every day? we shall see.

The swing of things

Today was the first day back to school after a long Christmas break.  As a night owl and  with one child who is a night owl these morning are not easy for us. This morning wasn't too bad though. I hauled my sorry butt out of bed almost on time in spite of the fact that Roo had me up for awhile last night going back and forth from our bed to his. Usually on a first day back kind of morning I don't even attempt to take a shower, I get up, dress quickly, hope my hair doesn't look too greasy and get on with it. This morning I actually got a shower.  D* got himself ready as he was supposed to though he did grumble about it and was not behaving particularly well, he still did what needed to be done. I think it helped that I did my best to control my own crankiness. Okay so it meant I did little talking this morning, but at least there was no yelling! Most importantly we got to school on time, a great accomplishment for us any day. I give us a gold star. Cause no one else will.