Oh, Kids....

8/22/2012

It's the second night in a row that I've sat on my porch and watched a small raccoon walk up, climb into my tub of bird food, and help himself to dinner.  He shells the sunflower seeds one at a time.  He's not the least bit frightened of me, nor me of him.  He's pretty adorable, really.  

So, it's back to the grind.  I had a multitude of packages to ship out after my extended vacation.  I should have shipped them Monday, but it's been a challenge to pull my mind from vacation and back to reality.  I just feel like reality is out there in the woods; or at least I would like for it to be.  

My son has been a bit cranky since his return.  Transitions are not always his strong point.  He's so damn cute though.  He was in the bathroom at a little restaurant we stopped at tonight.  I walk in because he's taking a while, and he's stark naked sitting on the toilet.  He stands up to get dressed, and of course I have to remind him to wipe his ass.  He seems to feel that this extra step is often a waste of time.  I assure him it's not and tell him to get his clothes on.  Some 80's song is playing on the speakers overhead, and he starts to do a little shimmy and tells me to dance as well.  I'm standing there in the doorway of the men's bathroom, giggling and dancing while my son stands half naked in front of me doing his own little wiggle dance.  He tells me, "I love this song!"  Sure you do Romeo.  You love anything with a good beat.

My daughter starts her first day of 7th grade tomorrow.  Every so often when I look at her I see the young lady she is becoming.  Other times I still just see my little girl.  Until the hormones start raging.  Then she's definitely a tween.  

We leave on a short 3 day adventure this weekend for camping, carnival rides, a concert, and hopefully a little bit of biking.  Just me and the kids.  My daughter is excited, and it makes me realize we need to start doing a lot more of this because it won't be long before she doesn't want to hang out with mom anymore at all.  

It will be my son's first concert, and considering I have seen this band play 4 times before, I know he's going to love it!  I've cultured both of my children with an eclectic mix of music as they've grown up.  I love to watch their passion for music grow to match my own.  So grateful to still have plenty of interests to share with them....

Well, I'm covered from head to toe in poison oak from my trail riding adventures.  Truly; head to toe.  My ankles and my face, and everything in between.  Muahahahaha.  It actually just makes me smile to see my beat up legs and poison oak all over my body.  It's a nice reminder of my adventures!  Until spots start itching incessantly.  I think I should have been a bit more descriptive when I spoke with the doctor's office today, as they said they couldn't fit me in until 10am tomorrow.  I'll sleep well tonight with some benadryl, I presume.