Sunday, April 25, 2010

The sweet, the strange, the odd, and the strong....

This month has been full of odd and unusual events.  I can't really put my finger on why, I thing it is just because I have an odd family.  I guess I should start with one of my favorite times: Mimi  time!  I had Seth and Maggie for the weekend several weeks ago.  While they were here, we were trying to decide where everyone was going to sleep.  Seth suggested we camp out in the living room.  I was fine with that as long as I could sleep on the couch.  Seth remembered having a tent that he played in when he was younger, and asked if I still had it.  I said I did so he asked if he and Maggie could set it up and sleep in it for the night.  I just laughed because it was a VERY long time ago that Seth played in it and he has become a VERY big 9 year old.  But, because most third grade kids are from Missouri and have that "show me" attitude, I didn't say anything and set the tent up.  Seth looked at it and said, "I don't remember it being that small."  Maggie was so excited and started stuffing pillows and blankets in it right away.  Once they got it all "comfy and cozy" (as Maggie says), they crawled inside.  I think the picture of Seth's face is priceless.  Needless to say, they didn't sleep inside the tent after all.

Not long after this weekend, we decided to get together for dinner at Chili's.  It isn't my favorite restaurant, but since Scott was paying, I didn't complain.  We all met there and when Maggie got out of the car, she was wearing 2 headbands.  Now, that might not sound odd, but the thing is, she was wearing a butterfly headband on her head and a sunshine headband on her waist.  She was so proud of her little outfit, and just pranced right into the restaurant.  She wore them all through the meal, on the ride back to our house, and then home again.  Isn't she adorable? She certainly generate several chuckles in the restaurant that day.  

Soon, Easter came along and of course I didn't plan on a meal because I didn't want to be standing all day cooking.  I happened to be visiting Leslie on Saturday evening and asked, "So, what are you cooking for Easter dinner?"  Thankfully, the girl isn't stupid so she and Scott hit the grocery store that night around 9:30, scavenged a pitiful ham and a few other items. Between the three of us, we managed to throw together a meal.  Mom, Dad, Becca, and Seth joined us.  The weather was beautiful and we spent quite a while in Leslie's back yard. Here is a cute picture of Sophie on Pawca's lap. I think he must have given her something she didn't care for!

This past week, Ron and
 I celebrated our 38th anniversary.  My sweet husband sends me roses each year; one for each year that we have been married.  He has been out of town on business so when we spoke a couple of nights prior to our anniversary, I asked him to please, not send any roses to school.  I have enough trouble walking myself from my classroom to the car and couldn't imagine lugging a huge arrangement of roses home. He laughed, and said, "Honey, I wouldn't do that to you! I am not sending roses to the school. Don't worry." But, being the eternal romantic he is, he had them delivered to Leslie's house and Ryan (who is on a break from the oil fields) brought them over for me.  There's no doubt about it; my Sugarbear is Romeo at heart.

So, I've posted the sweet (Ron's roses and Sophie Lyn), the strange, (Seth & Maggie trying to sleep in the little tent), and the odd (Maggie and her headbands, and our oddball Easter dinner), so I'll end this post with the strong. I often refer to Seth as the Gentle Giant. He is the sweetest, most non-aggressive guy.  He loves sports, but gets so nervous before a game, that he won't eat.  Because he is a really good hitter, and has a strong arm, he usually bats clean up and plays in right field.  Unfortunately, the kid runs like he as cinder blocks on his feet.  He hits the ball over the fielder's heads but not quite hard enough to go over the fence.  And, because he runs sooooo slowly, he is lucky if he makes it to second base before the ball is back in play.  Every year, he has a really great RBI record, but rarely scores a run himself.  This year, he has made it to third bas twice but hasn't quite made it home because the batter up makes the third out.  We just keep hoping he will one day hit the ball over the fence and actually step foot on home plate.

 So, there you have it.  The sweet, the strange, and the strong. Welcome to my world.  I love it!