Monday, May 17, 2010

Morning Delight

The tinkle of a bowl being set on the counter gently woke me out of a deep and much needed slumber. Realizing that it must be the hands of a four year I drifted between waiting for the crash of the bowl or the sound of spilling food. Before I knew it a bowl full of plain yogurt was approaching the bed. Before I can find the perfect balance of words that say, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH A GIANT BOWL FULL OF YOGURT IN MY BED?" and "What, hunny, are you doing with a giant bowl full of yogurt in my bed?" He says, with grade pride, "Here momma, breakfast in bed." A bowl of plain yogurt has never tasted so sweet.

He then said, "You look thirsty." And proceeded to serve me a glass of ice water from his water pitcher. I hope I never forget this morning.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day-Just The Highlights

OK, so it didn't start off too well when Brad had to tend to Landlord duties first thing this morning. Our basement, you know the one we just finished and just had carpet installed like two weeks ago, flooded last night. About a third of the carpet-soaked! So off he ran back to sop up more water, rent a giant fan. King and I picked up and washed three loads of towels . . . but finally he felt all that could be done was done.

By then I was done moping around feeling frustrated. I'd decided, life is what you make it, and well I could make it miserable or make the most of it. King and I started some gardening projects: Planted my starts outdoors. Moved stuff out of the pond, just enjoyed the sunshine.

And here's what I was rewarded with. . . by later afternoon, a seat in my chair next to the pond and a great view of some local visitors stopping by. Family and friend birders, please let me know if I've gotten any wrong.

Rose-Breasted Grosbeak
From Spring Birds 2010
From Spring Birds 2010
Red-Bellied Woodpecker
From Spring Birds 2010
Yellow-rumped warbler (breeding male)
From Spring Birds 2010
From Spring Birds 2010
From Spring Birds 2010
Ovenbird ?
From Spring Birds 2010
Black and white warbler
From Spring Birds 2010
Brown-headed cowbird (female)?
From Spring Birds 2010
Chipping sparrow (breeding)
From Spring Birds 2010
American Goldfinches
From Spring Birds 2010
Crazy Kid Bird
From Spring Birds 2010
Fellow Photo Bug
From Spring Birds 2010
My birding spot
From Spring Birds 2010
Last one
From Spring Birds 2010

Thursday, May 6, 2010

The Pink Think

I've been thinking and reading about pink. And I came here now to say, I embrace the pink. Let him have his pink. Let him embrace the color and stop calling it a girl color. Afterall, I have asked, "It's a color how can it have a gender?" But then, just as I begin to type one more thought comes into my head. . . he's four, is it fair for me to send him out to fight this battle for taking pink back for the guys. He doesn't have a clue what he's getting into. Then another thought. . . perhaps that's exactly why I should let him have his pink room with flowers on it because he's the perfect unwitting little pink soldier.

OK, maybe the real thing is I should stop psycho analyzing his color choice and paint his stinkin' room what ever color he wants it. If he loves it great. If he gets teased we deal with that, when and if it happens. If he gets tired of it, or changes his mind, or plain old doesn't like it before I have the time or money to paint it again he'll have to accept that. Isn't that what parenting is all about? So pink or what ever color. . . that's what it'll be. I can't wait to see what he picks out. Embrace the free spirit; Lord knows I need to WAY more often then I do.

His room might end up all pink and flowers, but his head screams, chocolate chip maker, fossil hunter, and submarine owner . . . And it's not that I'm OK with these choices because they're boy choices (and that gives me/him balance) it's because they're just great choices that are his means to learning right now!

PS. Thanks Auntie T-bone for sending me some Pink Think.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Pink . . . really

I hate gender casting my son, though I know I do it, often. I try not to when I can. We moved, you know. He/we want to paint his room and I want to let him pick his colors, after all it's only paint. He wants pink and green/turquoise. Do I let him? Will this be an expression of self or something he will be teased about then we will need to repaint it. Will he have the confidence that should teasing ensue he can fend it off? I'm so torn. I really don't want to say he can't but I also don't want to spend all the time doing something and then him turning around after seeing it and hating it and having to re-do it. . . Any thoughts?