Saturday, December 9, 2017

Driving lessons #2

Overheard at our house...


Mommy:  "I was backing up in the parking garage when I bumped the pole. The plastic cover is shattered and the left blinker doesn't work now."


Daddy:  "I better see this on the blog."

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Eighth grade photos

Today the girls are taking their eighth grade school pictures. What used to be a quick pull-something-out-of-the-closet moment, became a multi-week event.


The girls went through their closets only to declare that they had nothing to wear. I stared at them blankly, reminding them that they had many, many dresses I haven't seen on them lately. They insisted that they couldn't wear a single thing in their closets.


After a few shopping trips, the girls had dresses. They spent some time accessorizing and making plans for the night before. Last night was the night before graduation pictures. What a night it was.


The girls came home, did their homework, ate dinner and started getting ready. Two hours later they were still doing their hair. Three hours later they were still getting ready. At one point we told them they had to go to bed. An hour after that Daddy went upstairs to find the blond twin still getting ready. He told her she had to go to bed immediately.


When he came downstairs, he said that we probably needed to start now if they were going to be ready for prom on time. We laughed that awkward laugh that happens when you know you are right, but you don't want it to be.


The girls woke up early to finish preparations. They went to the bus stop looking like glamour girls. Our babies knew what they were doing when they spent all that time getting ready. Now I can't wait to see the photos.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Driving lessons

I was at my desk working when I heard a strange sound coming from the garage. I ran outside to see parts of our new car's passenger side mirror on the driveway. I asked Daddy, "What happened? Are you ok?"

He replied that he was playing with the radio as he left the garage. He clipped the passenger side mirror on the garage.


With a big smile, I said, "As soon as the girls come home you are telling them that story."


Many years ago I was pulling into the garage when I damaged Daddy's car's passenger side mirror. Daddy was so mad. The girls have never let me forget it.


Today Daddy damaged his car. He broke a mirror. He knew exactly what I was thinking when I said he had to tell the girls. He said, "Now we're even."


Daddy went out to run some errands when the girls came home. Somehow he forgot to tell the girls the story. I told them and they stared with their eyes wide open. They couldn't believe that Daddy damaged his car.


I said, "What's the lesson here?" They said, "Pay attention when you are driving." Since they will have drivers' permits next year, I'll take that as the lesson. I wanted to add, "Now stop telling the story about how I broke the car mirror" to the conversation, but I resisted.











Saturday, December 2, 2017

Sleepover sleeping arrangements

The girls had friends spend Friday night. I decided to shut down the fun about midnight. I walked into the brunette twin's room to find all four girls sitting on the brunette twin's bed. In the middle Holly was sleeping with a pillow under her head.


While we were talking about Saturday's adventures, Erin looked at Anna and said, "Where are you sleeping?" Anna replied, "I don't know."


I said, "What do you mean? You're sleeping in this bed. The dog can sleep on the floor."


All four girls looked at me like I was crazy. I reiterated that the dog was not sleeping in Anna's spot. Holly might join Anna and Ally, but Anna was not sleeping on the floor so Holly could sleep in the bed.


The four girls finally went to sleep in the correct places. Holly decided to crawl into the blond twin's bed. When I went to bed everyone was sleeping happily.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Hiding in plain sight

We were driving home from Grammie's last year when the girls started talking about their Christmas list. Interestingly, their requests sounded just like the presents we had hidden. Daddy said they knew what they were getting. We agreed to play along to see how long they would last before telling us.


After Christmas they confessed that they had found our hiding spot. I told them they were both very good actresses as they seemed surprised on Christmas morning.


This year we're not hiding anything. All their Christmas presents are being delivered to the front door. One box sat in the family room for days. They never paid attention to it. They are so conditioned to think that we're hiding their presents that they don't even pay attention to boxes as they bring them into the house.


We've decided to annoy them a bit this Christmas. Today Daddy wrapped a box for each girl and put it under the tree. We didn't put names on the boxes. If you shake a box, you can tell that there is more than one thing inside. We'll continue to randomly put packages under the tree until Christmas morning. If nothing else, it entertains us. The girls will pretend they don't care, but we know they will be trying to figure out what is in the boxes when we're not around.



Sunday, November 12, 2017

Notes in church

The brunette twin leaned over and said, "What are you doing? If we can't talk in church, then you can't write notes in church."


I smiled. She was right that we were always telling the girls not to talk in church. They get bored and start chatting. Every time we told them to be quiet, they started giggling.


They were not amused that I was writing notes on the church bulletin. For some reason I started writing notes a while ago. There was something about being relaxed in church that brought all kinds of reminders to the forefront. Rather than try to remember them after the service ended, I just started writing down notes to clear my mind.


In theory the brunette twin was right. I should not have been making notes in church. The reality was that those notes were the best way to clear my head. I do not know if I will stop writing notes, but I do know that I need to be more discrete from now on.

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Teen paperwork

No one told us that having teenagers would involve so much paperwork. The past few weeks seemed like we were in a paperwork trap. There were papers for the band trip, the high school placement test, summer camps, basketball permission slips and more.


Most of the time Daddy and I sat next to each other with the papers in front of us. We went line by line making sure we had the correct information for the correct girl. You would think the information would be nearly the same, but often we had different details.


We worked through each paperwork pile as a team, knowing that we were simply practicing for the paperwork to come as they transition to high school and then college.