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So This Happened…

So this happened this weekend:

Yeah, I’m one lucky girl.  2012 Toyota Corolla, only 20 miles on her when I drove off the lot VERY late Saturday night…thank God for The Step or it never would have happened…I have an amazing family, and while I’m always thankful for them, I will be even more thankful each time I get behind the wheel…

For the first time since 2003, I have a brand new, never been owned, pretty AND reliable AND fits my personality car…and I shall name her Ginnie…no, not Ginny or Jenny…or Virginia or Jennifer or any of that…Ginnie…think of it what you will…that’s who she is…and I love her…

I bought her first accessory today:

 

Her first piece of jewelry – and a nice-smelling air freshener.  It sparked a teaching moment for Aidan…

Aidan: “I, um, looooove the new air freshener, Mom.”

Me: “You do?”

Aidan: “Well, I don’t want to hurt your feelings so yeah, I love it.”

Me: “You don’t have to love it.  And as long as you speak nicely, you can share any opinion you have with me.”

Aidan: “Oh? Ok…I hate the air freshener, but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

Me: “Why don’t you like it?”

Aidan: “It’s too girly! It has flowers and stuff. Oh, but there’s a spider up top. I like that!”

For the record, it’s not a spider, it’s a flower, but I didn’t tell Aidan that.

Lesson learned (hopefully) – be nice and respectful and feel free to give your real opinion…I hope that sticks…I’d rather he be different from me in that area…I’m always nice and respectful…but I white lie to protect feelings with the best of them…

Oh yeah, and this happened:

 

Sean’s birthday! It was actually Monday, but we celebrated on Saturday when Mama and The Step could be here. We were supposed to do presents and cake in the middle of the afternoon, but the car-shopping experience took the entire afternoon and evening. Birthday festivities were at 8:00 p.m. while we waited for pizza to arrive. The adults, who hadn’t eaten since breakfast (myself, I’d had a whopping 250 calories 12 hours prior) scarfed down cupcakes and then stood in the kitchen and ate pizza hovering over the sink, as if we were in college and had no home-training…

 

You had to know it was going to be Thomas the Tank Engine, right?! And that little mark down at the bottom? Aidan’s finger just couldn’t help itself, apparently…

Oh, and if all of THAT wasn’t enough, this happened, to:

 

That’s Aidan, at a Cub Scouts Shooting Sports Day program, learning about BB gun safety before he was allowed to go near the BB guns. I wish I had a picture of him attempting to shoot, but Mama and I wrangled Sean…and bought a Cub Scout uniform…and drank water like we were in the Sahara…

Aidan attempted to shoot the BB gun…and never hit the target…but that’s ok…he tried archery…and hit the target twice – when the adult leading the archery pulled his arm back for him…but that’s ok…he’s not a natural athlete – he’s my literary, sensitive, loves art and music child…Sean, I think he’s going to be a linebacker or something…

He had a great time, scarfed down his hot dog lunch in record time, and declared Cub Scouts, “Awesome!”

And yes, every bit of the above occurred on Saturday…and I’m still freaking exhausted…but I have Ginnie…and I’m happy…and I have one less thing to worry about…and life is good.

 

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The Benjamin Boys Are At It Again

Aidan: Where do babies come from?

Me (gripping the steering wheeler tighter): Um…from a mom’s stomach…

Aidan: How does a baby get in there?

Me: Ummmm….

Aidan: Like an egg?

Me: Yes! If an egg is fertilized, it grows in the mom’s stomach.

Aidan: Like a chicken egg?! Isn’t it hard?

Me: Not quite. Humans are different from chickens.

Aidan: Oh.

Why he didn’t follow up with more obvious questions, I’ll never know. But I am damn grateful the conversation ended there.

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Aidan had his first dentist appointment today. He was great! No fear, no hesitation. It was wonderful…which tells me Sean will be the exact opposite…

He does have two cavities…the dental hygenist asked if I wanted to see…this was the moment I realized I hadn’t actually been paying attention to her…

Me: What is that?

A: A cavity…

Me: Oh! I’ve never had one…I didn’t know that’s what they looked like…

Yes, I am 32, and I’ve never had a single cavity…Aidan is 6 and has two…I have a feeling that his dental future is going to be long and rocky…

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Sean is at that stage of two that sucks most…he’s closer to turning three and the tantrums are more frequent and definitely louder…his new favorite word is, “NO!”

I walked in to pick him up from daycare and he was sitting in timeout…because he told Hot Daycare Chick, “NO!”

He didn’t even look sorry…

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Aidan is now officially a Cub Scout. I had to think long and hard about it, though…

It wasn’t just the cost…Aidan’s on the Grandma Scholarship program…but it was only $10, which ain’t easy, but I made it work…

It wasn’t just the time commitment…eventually I have to let him do something, and everything takes time…

I don’t like to associate with any organization that discriminates against any group of people…and the Boy Scout’s stance on LGBT bothers me…intolerance, bigotry, discrimination – it pisses me off…it’s wrong…

But…

How do you ever effect change if you aren’t in a place to do so? How do I teach him about intolerance if he’s never exposed to it? And why discount all the good an organization does? Maybe he can be the generation that goes through the Scouts and teaches tolerance…maybe it will be his group that demands change…

Oh, and the deciding factor? They brought Boy Scouts in to help with the meeting…they held doors open for people…they said sir and ma’am…they were helpful…and I thought, “Yes, I want that…”

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I wish the Cub Scouts would take toddlers…Sean was exasperating tonight…

At one point, I was literally chasing him around the room…I had told him to do something…he used his favorite word: NO!

I had the dilemma of going after him because that was unacceptable behavior (knowing I’d have to chase him) or letting it go, and knowing the other parent’s would think my lack of discipline was the real problem…I chose the chase…

Five minutes later I caught him…I was mortified…I was sweaty…I was pissed…and I just wanted to get the hell out of there…and I was reminded just why I avoid going places with both boys when I have to concentrate on something other than them…

I felt all eyes on me…I wanted to hide in a corner…but I acted like I didn’t see them…I dealt with Sean (in a voice loud enough to show that I do discipline my children)…I paid the registration fee…and got the hell out of Dodge!

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