We Bent Lent

While driving home with my amazingly intelligent first borne on Ash Wednesday the following conversation occurred:

"Hey Schmoog's, have you thought about what you might give up for lent?"

"Yes, Mom, I actually have."

Shocked that he even has given such a religious practice any thought at all, I eagerly inquire, "Oh, really, what?"

"Brushing my teeth."

Trying not to bust out laughing, I answer him calmly, "I don't think that's what Jesus meant. You know, Schmoogie, you're supposed to give up something that you really like, or enjoy."

"Fine Mom, then I will give up taking showers."

Jeeze, what's with this kid and wanting to throw hygiene out the window?

"Uh, I don't think so."

"Why not, you know I love taking showers Mom, I always sing in the shower."

"Yes, Schmoogie, you do love taking showers, but again, that is not what Jesus meant."

"I know Mom, I was just kidding. I think I will give up candy for lent."

Bingo, now we're getting somewhere.

"Great choice. I'll tell you what, I will give up candy too. This way we can be a team....Team Lenten."

Two days pass, and the little beast comes to me with this, "Mom, you know that bag of goodies you gave me for Valentine's Day?"

"Sure, why?"

"Well, there is some really great candy in there, there is no way I can do this lent thing."

And just like that, lent was dead. Maybe next year I can be a more forceful Catholic.

Peace.

A Package to Start a New Chapter

A package arrived in the post office box yesterday from the Central School District.

Addressed to the P family, I waited until this am to open it up.

UH OH, it's the Kindergarten Registration Packet for the NOODLE Doodle.

With a knot in my throat, I phoned my mother. She is the one who most understands how I feel about my baby reaching age eligibility for kindergarten.

"OHHHH", she said.....just a long dragged out sort of sad but sweet type of "OH" was her reply. The tone of her voice said so very much...

Oh, I know, I too remember the day you brought him home from the hospital and he was so yummy and brand new.

Oh, meaning, oh, he is not really almost FIVE! What happened to the years that have flown by?

Oh, meaning, oh, he really isn't a BABY anymore. How the heck did that happen?

Oh, meaning, oh, I remember the day YOU went to kindergarten. (and you didn't even cry)

Oh WOW P, think about all the extra money you will have now that you won't have to shell it all out to daycare anymore!


Oh, this surely is a huge milestone for my Noodle, but it's all good. He is super excited and I am too. Another chapter to start, another adventure to begin, all in the name of growing up!

Go get 'em Noodle, you're gonna do great. I am so happy for you and most of all I am so proud of the little person you have become thus far.

Peace

Miss Me??

Oh do I feel like a slacker....I really do. Have you missed me, or am I being presumptuous. Ah, who cares, this is MY blog...hee hee!

Honestly, I have tp blame my being MIA on being so distracted by this little thing called Facebook. It's, seriously, like some have cleverly nicknamed it, "crackbook". I have officially been blocked from crackbook on my office server, so I may now be able to focus my down time on blogging again. Should be a mindful break that I think I need. Hopefully will beat taking care of my ridiculous virtual farm, playing silly word games (I do have the high score...uh huh!!), keeping up with the ins and outs of all of my old and current friends, to the degree of obsession.

So many thoughts are jogging around my cranium, so many ideas to put into words, so many memories that have been passing by sans documentation, which is why I started this blog to begin with. My memory is awful, sometimes non-existant, sad, but true.

That said, I'll be back! I promise. Just as soon as I sort out my many thoughts and memories into tiny lil tidbits of stories that would be blog worthy!

Peace.