Monday, January 28, 2008

Are you gonna see it?

Well, where to begin. All I can say is, you never know what a child is going to say OR the thought process behind it.
We had a death in family over the weekend. My great aunt Gladys passed away on Saturday. Kennedy didn't quite know how to take it. She at first was pretty upset. She got a little misty, and began to talk about what a nice lady she was and that she thought aunt Gladys was pretty. Then, you could see the wheels begin to turn.
We talked about death briefly and then we went over to our Granny's house. There, she gave Granny her most heartfelt condolences and assured her she would be at the funeral. I on the other hand did not think her attendance was such a great idea. I told her she would be in school and that she couldn't go. Needless to say, she WAS NOT happy.
"But mom! I promised Granny I would be there! She is going to be so upset with me!"
Once again, I assured her everything would be fine and Granny would understand.
So, flash forward to tonight. The viewing. Once again, Kennedy couldn't go. But she did have a very serious set of questions for me.
"Mom, is there like going to be the dead body there?"
"Yes."
"Are you gonna see it?"
"Yes"
"How close are you gonna get to it?"
"I don't know. Pretty close I guess."
(Here is where she thought for just a minute and then says......)
"Can you touch it? I wonder what it feels like. Is it real or fake?"
"Um, no. I don't think I'll touch it Ken."
"Why not mom? I don't think she'll even know. I don't think she'd care."
"You're probably right. But I don't think I'm gonna touch her."
"Huh, ok mom. If I went could I touch her?"
"No"
"Why?"
"Because I said so"
"But....."
"Because I said so.."
Seriously, this went on for like 10 more minutes. I'm not really sure where the morbid obsession came from. She was bent on touching a corpse! Geez!! Maybe she'll grow up to be a mortician?

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Mom, Can Watch Hairspray?

So, I told you I would update this more often. I'm a little behind on letting you guys know what's been going on.

We rented movies last weekend and Kennedy chose Hairspray. "Mom look! Troy is in this movie!!" For those of you who have little girls, I'm sure you know who she is referring to. Troy (Zac Effron) is from High School Musical. Which I have officially seen 37 times.

So we get it and come home. I put the movie in and off we go. It starts out pretty cute and then WHAM! I'm blindsided. All I'm gonna say is this. I DO NOT recommend this movie for any child under the age of 15. I had to explain in great detail to my 8 YEAR OLD segregation. Not one of my ideal topics of discussion. At least not at this age. I do have to say one thing, my kid is truly amazing. As we discussed this oh so sensitive subject all she can say is. "Well, that's pretty stupid mom, didn't God make us all the same??" I smiled ear to ear and ALMOST teared up. He absolutely did Kennedy. I so wish that everyone thought with such clarity. It was such a simple statement but so powerful as well.

Now, on to the end of the movie. We had been shaken a tail feather thru the entire show and at the very end, that have some pretty swinging music. Kennedy and I are whirlin and twirlin our way around the living room when it happened. She walks up to me, puts on finger on my shoulder, and pushes me out of the way. In all seriousness, this is what she says, "You better step back mom, cuz I've got moves you've never seen before." My mouth is gaping open. I stand there and witness the "moves" trying not to just lose it. My child is spinning, flipping, jumping, (I was kinda concerned she may pull a hammy) and then the finale: A running jump, kick, spin ending in what looked to be the very painful.....splits. OUCH.

She then turns to me and then says, "Whatcha think about that MOM!? Let me see ya bring it! What's the matter, scared??"

Oh, I'll bring it. But, maybe later.

Huh, I just got schooled by an eight year old.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

I'm Back and It's a New Year

Hi all. I know it's been awhile, but life is finally returning to normal. For those of you who know me well, I work for a VERY seasonal company. Hopefully, this will be the end of the "long stretches". I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday and are as motivated as I am for the new year.

Well, where to start.

My husband is out of town this weekend and as usual, I cannot sleep. It's funny isn't it? I mean I'm almost 30, I can't be by myself. To me, that's a good thing. I have become so entwined with my husband, that I don't function properly without him. To me that says "we are one". Two halves of a whole, when not together, are not complete. I kinda like it. For so long, I thought "I am so independent. Look at me, I can do it myself!" But, what I have come to realize is this. I don't want to do it myself. I want HIM to do it with me. I actually like depending on someone else. Someone who knows me SO well, that he knows what I am going to say BEFORE I even say it! He can look at me or I can look at him, and we just know. We'll either both bust out laughing or tear up before any words are ever spoken. To me, that is incredible.

In all reality, how many of us truly know someone that well? Can you anticipate every word or every movement? I know deep down in my heart, that if you are not there yet, you will be. Strive for it. Make it your goal for 2008. Get to know the ones you truly, deeply, love. Trust me when I say, it is so worth it.

Now I know this is a little more gooey that I normally post. But, I felt I needed to share it. Love every moment of the life that God has so generously blessed you with. Don't take it for granted, take it as the most amazing gift you've ever been given. The more effort you put in, the greater the reward.

I promise to update my blog more often! And next time, I'm sure I'll have my usual nutty story.

I love you all!