We have a toucher. A child who knows no boundaries, no awareness of personal space. Bella, also known as Jelly Belly. It's actually one of the things I love about her. But it also is the cause of many embarassing moments. Here's a real doozy:
Phoenix is a large enough city that you'd think we would have had a mass transportation system long ago. But it's only been a few short years since we were introduced to the Light Rail. What excitement this drummed up! Everyone was clammering to take a ride on the Light Rail. We decided to jump on the bandwagon......er, Light Rail. We got on, stroller and all, with friends of ours and decided to ride it all the way to downtown Phoenix to watch the Christmas Light Parade. All of the kids were excited. And I was too. Until I realized that there were 20 stops until our final destination. At each stop a whole slew of people came on and the seats were quickly filling up until there wasn't even standing room. We were all packed in like sardines complete with intermittent strange odors. I was getting more claustrophobic by the minute.
Enter my touchy-feely child, B. She is so affectionate, friendly, fascinated and fearless all at once. A woman with a belly like a bowl full of jelly in a really tight shirt gets on at about stop 4. (No judgment....I, too, have a belly like a bowl full of jelly). Each stop, she got closer and closer to us. Well, Miss B immediately noticed that this woman had some kind of mole that was poking through the fabric of her shirt. It is now like slow motion playback in my mind. I can see the expression change to wonderment on B's face as she notices this mole and reaches her arm out. It's like when you have a dream where you are trying to run and can't move your feet or get anywhere. I am trying to grab her arm, but I just can't do it. She touches the mole but doesn't stop there. She keeps her finger on it, rubbing back and forth trying to determine just what it is. Our friends watched the whole thing and are suffering uncontrollable laughter. The funniest part was that the woman didn't even flinch. It's as if she had no feeling in that area whatsoever. Everyone, but this woman who was being groped by a 3-year-old, watched this go down. Then B says, "Eeeeww....Mama, what is that??" I could feel my face get hot and a pit in my stomach. (Or was it the claustrophobia?) I finally snapped out of my dream-like stupor and distracted her with something else.
We vowed to never ride again.
Friday, December 31, 2010
IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!!
Monday, December 6, 2010
LADUKE FAMILY NIGHTS
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
THANKSGIVING TIME
I am reminded of another embarassing day volunteering in his class. Miss Smith asked me to use a yardstick and permanent marker to make even lines on several sheets of posterboard. I started perspiring because I wanted it to be perfectly measured and even. Throughout the time, I was wiping the perspiration off my face with my hands. Unbeknownst to me, the marker from the yardstick had rubbed off on my hands and as I was wiping my face, I was inadvertantly spreading black marker all over my face. None of the kids said anything and neither did Miss Smith, but at the end of class I went to the sink to wash my hands and saw my reflection in the mirror. I was sooooo embarassed!!!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
GRATITUDE
Today, I am GRATEFUL....grateful, grateful, grateful. If I keep saying it, it will sink in, right? I woke up with an awful headache brought on by an even worse head cold. Rob left the house when it was still dark to go to the airport. I am so grateful that I got to take the kiddos to church by myself. I am so grateful that I had to take Paisley out three times and wrestle with her. She is seriously strong. I am grateful for the stares and glares given to me by wise people wondering why I bothered to come back in with her. What these wise people didn't know was that I left my 6-year-old in charge of my 3-year-old, without really even telling him he was in charge. I am soooo grateful for nursery because it ended this battle of wills (which I totally won, by the way). I'm so grateful that today as I was coming out of nursery I noticed a friend of mine who had obviously just come out of the restroom and her skirt was tucked into her pantyhose above her hiney. Seriously, I'm probably more grateful for that than anything else today because I got the best laugh from that and did throughout the whole day. I am grateful for wonderful teachers who gave uplifting lessons in the second two hours. I'm grateful that I had a visiting teaching appointment with a special lady today and got to load up the whining kids again wondering what on earth I was going to do with them when I got there. I am grateful for a VT companion who said I could drop them off with her unsuspecting husband. I am grateful that he gave me the silent treatment at the door instead of actually verbalizing the words I know he was thinking. I am grateful for Mac & Cheese because that's what we all ate for dinner quickly so that I could load the kids up again to go to a presidency meeting. I am grateful for a generous sister who is willing to watch my kids while at this meeting. I am sincerely grateful for three amazing women in the presidency who are unbelievable examples to me in all kinds of ways.
I am grateful for all of this because it makes going to bed tonight all that more sweet!!!!
And it's true what they say.....if you try to look for things to be thankful for and see the good, it really DOES make you feel better. I feel better already.
I am grateful for all of this because it makes going to bed tonight all that more sweet!!!!
And it's true what they say.....if you try to look for things to be thankful for and see the good, it really DOES make you feel better. I feel better already.
Friday, November 12, 2010
FALL FIELD TRIP
Gage's teacher, Miss Smith, is so great. I love her teaching style, the way she interacts with the kids, her humor. She and I have become good friends. We have a lot of the same philosophies on school, parenting, and life.
I had a great time being with Gage and he loved introducing me to all of his new friends. Gage adjusts really well to new things and new people. He has no trouble at all making friends.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
THE SOUND OF MUSIC
So my DVR box recorded an episode of Oprah. I just about deleted because I don't watch Oprah anymore for LOTS of reasons and haven't for a long time. UNTIL....I read in the information box what the episode was about. Are you ready??? The entire cast of The Sound of Music was there for their first interview together since they promoted the movie back in 1965. This movie is my all-time favoritest favorite movie. I just can't describe how much I love this movie. And I know that I'm not alone in this sentiment. I LOVE it so much that Edelweiss is the first lullably I ever sing to my babies. I LOVE it so much that I watch it several times a year and make my hubby and kids watch it with me at least once during the holiday season. I LOVE it so much that I begged Rob to let us name one of our girls Liesl. (I love the name and the actress who played her is a spitting image of my mother at that age. Really. She's so beautiful, isn't she? So I love Liesl even more). I love the music, the message, the love story, the actors, the breathtaking scenery of the hills of Austria. Oh, and the MUSIC!! You simply cannot watch this movie without bursting into your best Julie Andrews voice (which for me is 75% falsetto). Rob and the kids laugh at me but I can't help myself.
But......then....I was reminded of something that I surely blocked out for survival purposes. You know how they say your brain protects you from danger and suffering?? Well, here it is: Julie Andrews can NO LONGER SING!!!! She had been performing for 20 months on Broadway and her vocal chords and muscles really took a beating. So she chose to have this surgery that was supposed to quickly repair and rejuvenate them and the surgery failed. This happened in 1997!! I suppose I already knew this. I guess in all the times I watch The Sound of Music and Mary Poppins (another fav) I never noticed that she doesn't sing anymore. What a tragedy. She was given this amazing gift that has touched so many people and it was literally ripped out of her. She suffered intense feelings of depression (as you can only imagine), but emerged from that with an unbelievably optimistic perspective. She quoted the movie, "When the Lord closes a door, somewhere He opens a window". She began to write children's books with her daughter and has since built a successful publishing company. Her daughter told her that she lost her voice to sing so that she could find this new voice that writes. If that isn't making sweet lemonade out of sour, rotten, bitter lemons, I don't know what is.
Amazing, amazing example. I suppose I should learn something from this. And I will someday. But today I am BITTER!!!
Oh, and one more thing. On the subject of movies, I am a little embarassed to admit that I watched The Lion King for the very first time today. (I really don't know what took me so long). But that movie has a powerful message in it also. What stood out to me was Mufasa's words to his son, Simba, who would be king. "You will never be alone" and "Remember. Remember who you are." Very profound.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
HALLOWEEN FESTIVITIES 2010

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