No matter how much she grows up she is still a little girl. She just left to get ice cream with the neighbors. I love the look of sheer joy when she is doing something and doesn't see me watching her. There is such a feeling of satisfaction to see her like that.
I went on my first field trip with her class this week. I love those kids. they are so much fun and they have a great appreciation for everything around them I can't believe she is almost finished with first grade. Will somebody please tell me where the year went?
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Poor little sick Lique
It's Friday and she missed school today. Back home now and resting. She's good even when she's sick. I take it harder than she does. lol
It seems I've been away........
Life has a a way of flying by sometimes. Especially when trying to keep up with a small child. We both have had birthdays recently. We celebrated Lique's 7th with a trip to Chuck E Cheese in January. Then she made fun of my 45th in March. I continue to be amazed and so proud of her every day. Her understanding of the world around her and willingness to adapt and succeed is a pleasure to behold. Her teacher has so much praise for her that I am left speechless at parent-teacher conferences.
However.............she has taken to describing me on a regular basis as "old and bald" Sheesh! No respect. I was trying to get her to speak clearly to me yesterday. I tapped the seat of a stool next to me and told her "Plant your butt!" She looks at me with a straight face and says "I'm going to need water, some dirt and a seed", turned and started to walk away. Once again I had been left befuddled and speechless by her. I pray she never loses that quick mind.
We are hoping to start getting down to the boardwalk on Belmont Park area soon. The weather is warming up and that will make for many fun and memorable weekends. I will try to be better about updating this on a regular basis. I have some ideas about things I want to do to accomplish this and I think they will work out.
C-ya again soon.
However.............she has taken to describing me on a regular basis as "old and bald" Sheesh! No respect. I was trying to get her to speak clearly to me yesterday. I tapped the seat of a stool next to me and told her "Plant your butt!" She looks at me with a straight face and says "I'm going to need water, some dirt and a seed", turned and started to walk away. Once again I had been left befuddled and speechless by her. I pray she never loses that quick mind.
We are hoping to start getting down to the boardwalk on Belmont Park area soon. The weather is warming up and that will make for many fun and memorable weekends. I will try to be better about updating this on a regular basis. I have some ideas about things I want to do to accomplish this and I think they will work out.
C-ya again soon.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Life rolls on
I know it's been awhile. Stop nagging at me already!
Weather cooled off today. Down in the 60s. OMG, so cold. As I was taking Lique to school today she said "My hands are freezing. I hope they don't fall off." I told her I really didn't think she had to worry about that. She said "What, it happened to a friend of mine." "Really?!" I said. I want to see this poor little handless boy. How could his parents have allowed him to go out in freezing, subhuman temperature and lose his poor little hands?
Grandma was in town last weekend. Grandma is the reason for tornado warnings in San Diego. Don't bother planning anything, just grab on and go along for the ride. Between Grandma, Grandpa & Lique, my house is a disaster area and I can't seem to get rid of the FEMA guys in the driveway. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother. I just don't think anything she said about cleaning up and being organized came from personal experience. Lique thought is was the greatest thing in the world to open packages that Grandma brought and make a mess. "Honey can you pick up the trash in the front room please?" "Grandma says I have to open these, I can't clean up yet." SHEESH!!
I do have to admit, it is a wonderful thing to see how much Angel loves her grandparents. I just wish they were closer and we could see them more. She will never want for attention or love from anyone.
God Bless You Mom
Your Little Lique Loves You
Weather cooled off today. Down in the 60s. OMG, so cold. As I was taking Lique to school today she said "My hands are freezing. I hope they don't fall off." I told her I really didn't think she had to worry about that. She said "What, it happened to a friend of mine." "Really?!" I said. I want to see this poor little handless boy. How could his parents have allowed him to go out in freezing, subhuman temperature and lose his poor little hands?
Grandma was in town last weekend. Grandma is the reason for tornado warnings in San Diego. Don't bother planning anything, just grab on and go along for the ride. Between Grandma, Grandpa & Lique, my house is a disaster area and I can't seem to get rid of the FEMA guys in the driveway. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother. I just don't think anything she said about cleaning up and being organized came from personal experience. Lique thought is was the greatest thing in the world to open packages that Grandma brought and make a mess. "Honey can you pick up the trash in the front room please?" "Grandma says I have to open these, I can't clean up yet." SHEESH!!
I do have to admit, it is a wonderful thing to see how much Angel loves her grandparents. I just wish they were closer and we could see them more. She will never want for attention or love from anyone.
God Bless You Mom
Your Little Lique Loves You
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Kung Fu Panda and potty
I try to be sure I spend at least one day each weekend out with Lique. We go to the mall, park, friends or just out to wherever the car takes us. Recently I had planned on surprising her and taking her to see Kung Fu Panda. I had planned on just driving to the mall and going to the theater without telling her where we were going.
Well as little minds tend to do hers began thinking along the same ideas I was having. On Friday she told me she wanted to go to a movie on Sunday. "DRAT!! She's not supposed to have the same idea that I do" I didn't say anything except "we'll see". I had an early class Saturday and as soon as I got home the movie talk started again and never let up all afternoon. I finally told her Saturday night that I had already planned on a surprisisng her with Kung Fu Panda the next day. She was thrilled about that idea and barely slept that night.
So Sunday comes along (At 8AM with her jumping on me to wake up) and we do our normal stuff and get ready to go to the movie. Lique is very excited and has a ball through the whole movie............................until.
"Daddy, I have to go potty"
Off we go
Across the row
Down the steps
Out the exit door
Down the convienently LONG hallway to the rest room
I wait outside for her
I wait some more
I wait even more
Did I mention I was waiting outside?
"Oh hi there, are you done already"
We go back down the LONG hallway
Walk back in the theater
Climb back up the steps
Walk back across the row and sit down.
WHEW!!
Look at the screen only to realize we have just missed the final fight between Kung Fu Panda and bad guy tiger. About 4 minutes later the movie is over.
I guess I will have to buy it on DVD to see the most important part of it.
I think they should play potty reminders before they start the movies so I, um I mean the children don't miss the most important part of the movie.
Well as little minds tend to do hers began thinking along the same ideas I was having. On Friday she told me she wanted to go to a movie on Sunday. "DRAT!! She's not supposed to have the same idea that I do" I didn't say anything except "we'll see". I had an early class Saturday and as soon as I got home the movie talk started again and never let up all afternoon. I finally told her Saturday night that I had already planned on a surprisisng her with Kung Fu Panda the next day. She was thrilled about that idea and barely slept that night.
So Sunday comes along (At 8AM with her jumping on me to wake up) and we do our normal stuff and get ready to go to the movie. Lique is very excited and has a ball through the whole movie............................until.
"Daddy, I have to go potty"
Off we go
Across the row
Down the steps
Out the exit door
Down the convienently LONG hallway to the rest room
I wait outside for her
I wait some more
I wait even more
Did I mention I was waiting outside?
"Oh hi there, are you done already"
We go back down the LONG hallway
Walk back in the theater
Climb back up the steps
Walk back across the row and sit down.
WHEW!!
Look at the screen only to realize we have just missed the final fight between Kung Fu Panda and bad guy tiger. About 4 minutes later the movie is over.
I guess I will have to buy it on DVD to see the most important part of it.
I think they should play potty reminders before they start the movies so I, um I mean the children don't miss the most important part of the movie.
Friday, June 6, 2008
My butt hurts
So along comes Barn Dance day at school and Lique is fired up and ready. I get off work at 4. It's 4:45 by the time I pick her up and get home. She tells me the Barn Dance starts at 5. So much for a bite to eat before leaving. Luckily they are serving hot dogs and we live accross the street from the school. I change and put on my best redneck boots, jeans, oversize belt buckle, Alan Jackson concert shirt and black cowbow hat. We just get there by five............................to find out it starts at 5:30. Papa is really hungry now! We mingle with other kids and parents. (Favoring the single mothers of course) Finally it's time to eat. I don't think my hot dog even got to say goodbye to it's beef by-product brothers before I inhaled it. Now comes the dancing part. YeeHaw. Lique gets shy and wants to stop after almost 45 seconds of dancing. A new record.
She decides she would rather go to the playground than dance, so off across the schoolyard we go. By now there's a tidal wave of defecting children and parents headed to the playground. She is in her element now. There is nothing quite as satisfying as watching your child completely forget everything and just play. When she was in preschool I would stand across the street and watch her play when she didn't know I was there. It's a beautiful thing to see child at times like that. Back to the present. At some point poor Lique gets run over by a boy about a foot taller than her. I can see she is more scared than hurt, but here come the tears. I ask her if she is hurt or scared and she just keeps saying "I don't know" while Niagara Falls are coming from her eyes. I hold her until she begins to calm down and wants a drink. We walk off toward the water fountains. She runs ahead of me when she sees some friends. At this point she starts yelling loud enough for anyone within 100 feet to hear "MY BUTT HURTS"
"Sheesh"
She decides she would rather go to the playground than dance, so off across the schoolyard we go. By now there's a tidal wave of defecting children and parents headed to the playground. She is in her element now. There is nothing quite as satisfying as watching your child completely forget everything and just play. When she was in preschool I would stand across the street and watch her play when she didn't know I was there. It's a beautiful thing to see child at times like that. Back to the present. At some point poor Lique gets run over by a boy about a foot taller than her. I can see she is more scared than hurt, but here come the tears. I ask her if she is hurt or scared and she just keeps saying "I don't know" while Niagara Falls are coming from her eyes. I hold her until she begins to calm down and wants a drink. We walk off toward the water fountains. She runs ahead of me when she sees some friends. At this point she starts yelling loud enough for anyone within 100 feet to hear "MY BUTT HURTS"
"Sheesh"
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Time flies when you're not having quite as much fun.
We had a very traumatic event in our family and subsequently I now have my 13-year old step-daughter living with us again. Two girls, 6 & 13. WOW. I am pleased to say that both girls have come through everything with flying colors. I continue to be proud and dumbfounded at the same time. It really is true what is said about the recuperative abilities of kids. They bounce back so fast. I think they have kept my sanity in check.
The younger one was very good at catching me at my low points emotionally. She would approach me and with that innocence and curiosity of a child ask, "Are you crying again Daddy?". That simple question and the look on her face always makes me feel better. Things are better now, if not as stable as I would like them to be.
The school year is almost over. They are both so in love with school, I'm not sure they want it to end. I don't know if the older girl is going to be with us after the end of the school year or not. That's another bridge waiting to be crossed. Wherever she ends up, I will always have a door open for her. I have raised her since she was 4. My home is her home.
I have learned that 13-year olds see food differently than adults. Did you know that a waffle with cream cheese and a slice of American cheese is a good breakfast? Neither did I! Not that I've had the guts to try it yet. I'll stick with my bacon & eggs for now. I'm getting quite the education on what girls think about boys too. Dangit, I could have used that knowledge in junior high. It would have saved years of embarrassment and shyness. On the positive side, I could tell you there were between 100 -120 cement squares per block on the sidewalks in my neighborhood. I spent many years looking down and studying sidewalks instead of looking at girls. I did put that knowledge to good use several years later when I discovered how well WD40 and matches killed ants and weeds in sidewalk cracks! (I also found out that when your friend's mother comes home and finds a 2-foot wall of flame at the top of the driveway you don't get dinner that night.) DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!!
Til next time................
The younger one was very good at catching me at my low points emotionally. She would approach me and with that innocence and curiosity of a child ask, "Are you crying again Daddy?". That simple question and the look on her face always makes me feel better. Things are better now, if not as stable as I would like them to be.
The school year is almost over. They are both so in love with school, I'm not sure they want it to end. I don't know if the older girl is going to be with us after the end of the school year or not. That's another bridge waiting to be crossed. Wherever she ends up, I will always have a door open for her. I have raised her since she was 4. My home is her home.
I have learned that 13-year olds see food differently than adults. Did you know that a waffle with cream cheese and a slice of American cheese is a good breakfast? Neither did I! Not that I've had the guts to try it yet. I'll stick with my bacon & eggs for now. I'm getting quite the education on what girls think about boys too. Dangit, I could have used that knowledge in junior high. It would have saved years of embarrassment and shyness. On the positive side, I could tell you there were between 100 -120 cement squares per block on the sidewalks in my neighborhood. I spent many years looking down and studying sidewalks instead of looking at girls. I did put that knowledge to good use several years later when I discovered how well WD40 and matches killed ants and weeds in sidewalk cracks! (I also found out that when your friend's mother comes home and finds a 2-foot wall of flame at the top of the driveway you don't get dinner that night.) DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!!
Til next time................
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