Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Privacy please

If there is one thing I really like about the girls growing up it is their new-found desire for privacy. From the time they could move, the girls made sure there was never a moment when they didn't have access to us. Every parent has a story about a time when he/she wanted some privacy to do something crazy, like use the bathroom, change clothes, talk on the phone, etc. 

Now that the girls are growing up a bit, they want more privacy. As parents, this is a welcome development. Other parents told us that there would come a time when we would close the bathroom door and no one would knock on it. They told us there would come a time when the girls would close their doors and not come out for hours. We tried, but we didn't really think it would happen in our house.

I was brushing my teeth this morning and I thought I heard one of the girls come into our bathroom. I did hear her voice, although she was talking to her sister in the hall. I celebrated my new-found privacy by brushing my hair when I was done with my teeth. I know it doesn't sound like much, but there was a time when brushing my teeth and hair in the same bathroom trip sounded like heaven. Now it just is another reminder that the babies are growing up.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Holly knows best

Holly saw our neighbor, Joann, as soon as we walked out our front door. She ran down the street and into Joann's driveway. 

We were chatting with Joann when the girls' school bus drove by. Holly got all excited. I looked down and said, "Not now Holly. The girls have track today."

Holly kept getting more excited, so I just ignored her. Joann looked behind us and said, "Aren't those the girls?"

Sure enough, track was cancelled. The girls walking down the block. I shouldn't doubt Holly. She is a dog who always knows where her girls are and when they are coming home. When she started going crazy, I should have realized that the girls were coming down the block. I learned my lesson. I'll pay attention next time.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

No news is good news

It's never good when the radio alarm goes off at the same time that the announcer is saying, "This is a CBS special report." It is a regular part of the routine lately, though. Today's special report was about the terrorism attacks in Belgium. Previously it was a special report about the terrorism attacks in Paris, riots in Ferguson, a mass murder in San Bernadino, a church shooting in Charleston, and the list could go on and on and on. 

I turned on the television for a few minutes just to learn what was happening. I turned it off and kept it off for the rest of the day. Once in a while I clicked on a new website for updates. Otherwise I listened to stored music. It isn't that I didn't care what happened, but experience has taught me that nothing good comes from watching the constant coverage. I also didn't want our girls to see any coverage. 

Even though the girls are moving towards adulthood at a faster pace than I would like, I think there are things they are too young to process. There are a lot of news stories they  hear about at school. I hadn't had a chance to talk to Daddy about whether or not we'd talk to the girls about the Sandy Hook massacre before they heard about it at school. They are well-versed with the controversies surrounding the current presidential primaries.

What they know is high-level stuff at a level we can discuss. They ask questions and we do our best to answer at a level that gives them a response without causing unnecessary stress. We want them to understand what is happening without creating too much fear. There is a delicate balance between providing information and creating panic. It's hard for adults to process what is happening. It's too much to expect the girls to do it.

I admit that not watching the news is strange. I was always a news junkie. It does feel like I'm going through withdrawal at times. I get the urge to turn on cable news to see what is happening, but I try to let it pass. I've learned that the less news I watch the better my general outlook. It's a delicate balance to make sure I know enough about what is happening in the world without creating overwhelming anxiety. I'm not sure I'm there, but I do know that turning off television news stations is a good first step.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Cookie season is almost over

Our Girl Scout troop decided they want to attend a dude ranch. The cost is a reasonable $150 per girl for two nights, three days, all meals and all activities. We told the girls they had to raise the money to attend camp. They took on the challenge with gusto. We

Since we earn .75 per box, the girls need to sell 200 boxes each just to attend camp. We told them they also needed to earn an additional $250 to run the troop next year. We also said it was an all-or-nothing proposition. Either everyone went or no one went.

We are nearly done with cookie booth sales. On the one hand we have been very successful at our cookie booths. We have been able to find booths nearly every weekend. On the other hand, we still have 18 cases of cookies in our living room with one weekend left to sell. 

It is hard to complain about cookie booths this year as the weather has been milder than normal. The girls have met their goals and more. Still, I am completely ready to be done with cookie sales. The enthusiasm I had at the beginning has turned into complete dread. We've met our goals and more. At one point we had more than 200 cases. We're in the home stretch as the saying goes. Now we just need to finish the last 18 cases.

Friday, March 4, 2016

Our own Cinderella

Overheard at our house...

Mom:  "Blondie you need to vacuum."

Blond Twin:  "I don't want to vacuum."

Mom:  "Either vacuum or wash the kitchen and foyer floors."

Blond Twin:  "Ok, I'll wash the floors. I'll be just like Cinderella."