Thursday, January 22, 2015

Kid Conversations

The radio was playing a song which led to this conversation with Dylan...

Dylan: "Hey, this song is on my iPhone. I never ordered it, but when I got my phone it was already on there. I like it."

Me: "Huh. Who sings it?"

Dylan: "Some band I've never heard of...U2. It's just a 'U' with a number '2'. I actually have a few songs of theirs that was on my iPhone. They're not too bad."

Me: "Oh U2. They've been around for awhile. Pretty popular"

Dylan: "Oh I thought it was a new band or something."

Dare I ask about Paul McCartney?

Friday, January 16, 2015

When did I get old enough for my kid to go to high school?

I feel like I'm still 18.
So how can I possibly have a kid headed to high school next fall?

One of my first posts was my little boy beginning Kindergarten.
Now I'm writing about him getting ready for high school!
Somebody stop the time!

This past December, Dave and I attended a parent information night at the high school to learn about the pathways that students are expected to choose in 8th grade to follow throughout high school. Pressure much? 

Dylan had visited the high school that day and came home very overwhelmed with all the choices. He was extremely nervous thinking this was going to be one of the most important decisions of his life. We assured him that really it wouldn't be. Not even close. So we started by eliminating pathways; performing arts acting and vocal, nursing, construction, vet, sports medicine, etc.

That narrowed it down to three: Performing Arts Instrumental, Communication Arts, and Pre-Engineering. We then started discussing career interests.  Dylan has always said he wants to eventually create the music for video games. He's also expressed interest in teaching music, which I'm sure is due to the amazing band teachers he's had during elementary and middle school. We discussed though how this is a very focused major.  We explained that if he keeps up with his piano lessons and is part of band he will still keep progressing in music. He decided to cut Communication Arts as he was not too interested in graphic design, which was the focus of the classes. That left us with Pre-Engineering. Of course this pathway only accepts a limited number of applicants so now we are keeping our fingers crossed.

He has gathered the recommendations, completed the applications, wrote his essay, and submitted it all this week. Now we wait.

Next up, attending the scheduling meeting at the end of this month.

Who knew that high school planning started in the middle of 8th grade?
Exciting times as I know Dylan is off to great place, but this is one nervous mama!

Thursday, January 15, 2015

I don't feel like a kid anymore...

...that is what Zoe told me last night and it brought tears to my eyes.

On the way home from gymnastics, out of the blue, Zoe asked if I was the one that moved our elf. I asked, "why" and she said, "just tell me the truth." I evaded the question. She again said, "just tell me the truth." So I did.

Through the sobbing, I could hear her saying, "I should have just kept it a wonder. I didn't want to really know the truth."

Then came the other questions. What about Santa? Easter Bunny? Tooth Fairy?  So I told her.

This past Christmas I read The Truth About Santa and I thought about how when the time came I would totally steal the letter. So I did. When we got home I held her tight while she read the letter and more tears came. I told her how we were all Santa and by helping her believe we were able to share in the Christmas magic. She was surprised to hear that her brother knew the truth, but still shared in the elf antics and Santa stories. We talked about the Christmas magic comes from seeing other people happy. Giving. Sharing. Caring.

Then, my sweet little girl, said "Thank You." As she realized where the Santa presents really came from she said she couldn't believe we would do all that for her. She gave me a big hug and told me she loved me. Both of us were crying then.

I will confess that through the ordeal I wondered if we had done the right thing. Was it right to "lie" to her all those years? Did I cause her pain that she didn't really need to ever encounter?

Then I think about all the love, magic, hope, and happiness that was shared each year. That was priceless.

It's going to be different this year. It will be interesting.
But, rest assured Santa will be stopping at our house again!

Sunday, January 11, 2015

I stumbled. I fell. But now I'm up and moving forward.


Along with getting back to blogging, there are a few other goals I've set for myself this year. I loathe the term New Year Resolutions, but I guess if the shoe fits!

I have started another blog (private for now) to use as a journal of sorts. I'm not quite sure where I'm actually going with it, but I had read an article about the importance of journaling and thought why not. My goal was to write daily, just a quick good, bad, and ugly sort of post. But, after 4 days, I stalled. Totally stumbled. Totally fell.

Along with journaling, the same article had mentioned beginning every morning by doing a 1 minute plank. Now the first day I tried, I got a whole 12 seconds in, I think, before I face planted. The next day I made it for 20 seconds though and I was up to 40 seconds on day 5. Then I stumbled. Totally fell.

Oh and then this blog. I had the intention of posting relatively often. Probably not daily, but often. But, the one post I did post this week? Yeah, I had written that one last weekend and then scheduled. So once again no blogging this week. Stumble...and fall!

But, you know what?
I'm good. It's all right.
What has happened won't define me.
Last week is over.
Today is new.
This week I move closer to my dreams. To my goals. One.step.at.a.time!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

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