Monday, March 29, 2010

We thought she was writing a nice note!

Boy were we wrong. We were way off! I remember when she wrote this one. She told us she was writing Jack a note. She got some paper, some crayons and sat down at the table. Then asked if she could go deliver it. My mistake was not looking at the note. I mean really, of course my little girl is writing something sweet and nice, right? Big fat WRONG!

Fast forward to a few minutes ago, the doorbell rings, it's one of my neighbors. She's holding a note. She asked if it was Zoe's handwriting, I said yes, that looks like the note she was writing the other day. She said it blew into her yard and thought I might want to see & read the note. I'm like, OK, sure. OMG! It was an "I hate you" note! I am so embarrassed! (Her penmanship has improved though, so I guess that's a positive.) The note said "Jack" on the front, with a red heart crossed out with an "X". On the inside it said (complete with backwards "J") "Jac I hat you becus you are men". Then she drew a picture with an arrow pointing to it with "Jack" written over the arrow. The picture even had blonde hair. Dan said, when she was writing the note, she had asked him what color Jack's hair was and he said blonde. She said "that's yellow, right"? Little did we know why she wanted that information.

Here's the kicker, my neighbor said she wanted to make sure I knew about the note because Zoe had written her son a similar note a few weeks ago. WTF? Now, don't get me wrong, we have gotten our share of "I hate you" notes from her in the past. We've even kept some, because they are freaking hilarious. We've gotten pictures with faces marked out with “mom or dad” written over them". She always seems to "hat" us about something, but I was totally caught off guard this time. I'm still in shock.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Much needed couple time

Sometimes, you go so long without having any couple time that you start to think that's the norm.  I'm not sure the last time we got to spend a nice evening alone.  We usually get at least once a month, when Zoe does her "sleepover" at Grandma's.  (She calls it her sleepover.  LOL!)  We had a nice evening tonight, out of the blue, totally unplanned.  It made us realize that we really do need to take time for each other and that it really takes an effort from both of us.  We've kind of been just co-existing I think.  Hanging as a family, as parents, but we need to work on getting the "couple" back.  I think we can do it. 

Our neighbor has two daughters that Zoe plays with.  The older one was having a birthday sleepover.  The younger sister asked if Zoe could sleepover as well.  It was like a much needed gift.  Dan & I had dinner, talked, played some Wii games, we had fun.  It's really been a long time. 

Wonder if we'll be getting a phone call at midnight saying Zoe wants to come home?  Should be interesting.  I guess technically it's not her first sleepover, if you count Grandma's house or when her friend Lizzie stayed over.  My baby is growing up so fast!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Kindergarten boyfriend

I can't even say the words without cringing.  I'm told that it's probably a phase and to roll with it, but truth be told, I am appalled at the whole idea.  What the heck?  This is too much for my nerves to take. I'm not even really sure what bothers me so much about it.  I know it's all innocent, but it just seems like she is too young to even know the word "boyfriend".  She told me her boyfriend was Caleb and that he was in love with her.  Even just writing that makes my hands shake.  It doesn't help that I've seen Caleb "Mr. Fast Pants" at work at the bus stop, and I don't like it.  He's very touchy.  Apparently he was hugged up on her, on the school bus today too.  Some neighbor kids told me that one.  I guess I will just have to try not to think about it, not sure what else to do.  I did tell her that she needed to tell him to keep his hands to himself and that I didn't want to hear about any kissing either.  That would push me completely over the edge that I'm barely hanging on to right now.  Ugh!  Just enjoy being a 5 year old!  What happened to boys being gross?  Aren't boys supposed to be gross and disgusting at this age? 

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Working Mom

Sometimes it's really hard to balance working and home life.  This is one of those times.  I try so hard to be organized, but sometimes things just are beyond my control.  Dan is out of town this weekend, it's been planned for a while.  Of course, my work migration/merger project is happening this weekend.  Talk about feeling alone and like a failure!  Thankfully, my MIL was able to have Zoe stay overnight.  I've been here at the office since 9:00 AM.  This morning, I had to make sure I had a bag packed for Zoe and all her school stuff.  I left work about 2:00 and went home, so Amos wouldn't be in the crate for 24 hours!  Hung out with him a little, then met the bus.  Then we rushed out to make it to Phyllis' office, so I could go back to work and here I am.  Now, I'm wondering how the hell I'm going to get back to let Amos out again and I also was hoping to do some grocery shopping.  I have no groceries.  Couldn't go earlier because I didn't have any time to make a grocery list.  So, I rushed and made grocery list while waiting for the bus.  LOL!   You do what you have to do!  Well, it's not looking like I'll be making it to Harris Teeter tonight.  Which means, who knows when I'll get to go.  When I do actually leave here tonight, I will most certainly have to log in from home.  Tomorrow I have to pick Zoe up and then take her to a birthday party.  I wish I had the foresight to find someone to help me out this weekend.  But, I wasn't thinking I guess.  Can't think of everything I guess.  If I have to come in the office, I will have to bring Zoe, but when the heck am I going to?  We have a birthday party to go to on Sunday too.  I'm so tired of working! 

So, how do these mom's do it?  Do they have nannies?  Family members that are close by?  I wish I knew.  But, this weekend, I'm kind of feeling like a failure.  Mostly a failure to my family because I want them to come first, yet, here I am at the office STILL!