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Eating Crow in My Mama Mobile

Eating Crow in My Mama Mobile

 

The salesman made me put up my thumb. There's my sweet little Jeep Patriot in the background that carted my son home as a baby and kept us safe for five fun years. Yes, I'm a bit sentimental about my automobiles.
Disclaimer: The salesman made me put up my thumb. There’s my sweet little Jeep Patriot I traded in the background that carted my son home as a baby and kept us safe for five fun years. Yes, I’m a bit sentimental about my automobiles.

I have finally reached a new high in my life, or sunk to a new low — in either case, I’m now the official owner of a sparkling new mini van mama mobile. Criminy, I know I’m going to catch so much flak from those who know me, and believe me I’m already eating crow for this one.

You see, I have always said I would never drive a mini van (That’s why I’m calling it the Town & Country. I was going to shorten it to the T & C, but my husband informed me that probably wasn’t a quality choice. Apparently those poor little letters have been warped into some other meaning by pubescent school-aged boys.)  Anyway, no matter what I call it, I realize it’s still a third-row, heavy-storage laden vehicle that screams, “Mama on a mission. Get outta the way.”

Forget that it drives smoother than my last three Jeeps, can house an entire basketball team and has so many bells and whistles that my son thinks Christmas came three months early. What matters is that I have said on more than one occasion, “The day I drive a mini van, is the day I give up on living.” Bring on the crow!

Let me tell you, I peered into, polled owners and picked over literally every option out there and test-drove many a vehicle from SUVs to crossovers to vans and back again, and for the money and space this just seemed the best way to go. But if you really must know, one of the best features of my new ride was the stow-and-go seating that allows me to put an entire full-sheet of plywood in the back. Awesome!! Just think of how many new projects I can start (and maybe complete).

In the end, it’s still a mini van, I know; but I have to confess that so far this crow doesn’t taste half bad.

Snake Encounters 101 – The Preschool Version

Snake Encounters 101 – The Preschool Version

snakeBefore we went on our back-to-back family vacations, my husband decided to have a little talk with our son about snakes. I’m so glad he thought of it, because I just figured it was intuitive that one should run very fast and very far when encountering a slithery serpent. As it turns out, that’s apparently not how it works in the adventurous mind of a four-year-old boy.

After explaining that we would be spending some time by the water and in the woods, my husband asked our son quite simply, “What do you do if you see a snake?”

His answer was, quite simply, “I kick it.”

Calmly, his dad explained how dangerous snakes can be and that we should quietly and quickly walk away from a snake should we happen upon one. He also explained that most snakes mean us no harm, but if we startle them in the wild they might bite us because they are scared. So again he posed the question, “What do you do if you see a snake?”

His answer was, “I step on its head.”

A bit flustered, my husband re-explained the whole reason a snake might bite someone if caught off guard. Again came the same question, “What do you do if you see a snake?”

His answer was, “I jump over it.”

Okay, so completely frustrated now and trying not to show it, my husband explains the whole snake encounter in a different way and suggests that if he should come upon a snake he should immediately show Mom or Dad and let us deal with the said serpent. I’m thinking this is pretty clever, because it gets our son away from the snake and alerts us to its presence. Go Dad!

So one last time, my husband asks, “What do you do if you see a snake?”

His answer was, “How do I pick it up?”

Mom and Dad are both freaking out a bit by now and when I asked why he would ever pick up a snake, he shot me that “duh” sort of look and simply said, “How am I going to show you the snake if I don’t pick it up?”

, , , luckily we didn’t see any snakes.

 

photo credit: Rhabdophis subminiatus, red-necked keelback – Kaeng Krachan National Park via photopin (license)

Skipping Sparks

Skipping Sparks

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So I have to confess, I didn’t make it to Sparks this weekend. After all the summer vacationing, I was feeling a bit behind and decided to better use my time to finish a few projects (and have a little fun) before fall set in. So I pulled up my big girl britches, vowed to catch Sparks in the Spring and made some real headway around the house. Here’s just  some of what I accomplished:

  1. Purchase supplies for my son’s preschool classroom.
  2. Install an in-cabinet pullout for my pots and pans. (I’ll tell you all about this one in a later post.)
  3. Purchas a new light for the basement, which didn’t get installed because it came out of the package broken. (So back on the to-do list it goes.)
  4. Shop for a new car. (If you have any suggestions for an SUV with third-row seating, bring it on.)
  5. Watch the Royals lose to the White Sox on a hot and muggy summer’s night.
  6. Host our annual Fantasy Football Draft. My team is awesome, by the way.
  7. Finish watching the second season of “When Calls the Heart.” Talk about a smile that can make a girl melt. (Check out this witty and romantic Hallmark original on Netflix. It’s a great family show.)
  8. Buy, plant and relocate flowers. . . lots of flowers.
  9. Make a visit to urgent care to check the huge red welt on my arm from a spider that didn’t care much for my planting in and around his space.
  10. Dig up and relocate one of the moles that has completely destroyed our lawn. It came up squeaking with one of my relocated bushes and my husband promptly found it a new home with lots of open space to dig.

     BONUS:  Take some time to throw the football in the front yard with my husband and son.

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