~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Lord what a day. The Family care committee put the food boxen together today. 11 families 2 big boxen of cans and dry foods and one giant bag of frozen foods of various types each. And each family got gifts for all their kids. It was cool. The point was to make two weeks worth of groceries for each family+ Christmas and it looks like it worked. The political/status posturing was kept to a minimum too. I do realize I’ll never be one of those polished moms, but I’m good with that. If I can show up and do some of the quiet jobs and help with the Bean’s class and school then I’m doing what I want to be doing. I don’t want to be in charge or have PTA power, I just want to help.
So that was 2.5 hours. Then I came home hit the laundry hard and went back to do Journal writing time at Bean’s class. Oh, that’s it, that’s the big news. She was a bit cranky, tired and wild today because yesterday she had two baby teeth removed at the dentist (she had adult teeth coming in already and her two front bottoms just weren’t moving). She did it like a champ too. The “giggle gas in the spongebob nose” didn’t hurt either, but she barely noticed the Novocaine! She was interested and not scared at all. It was amazing, especially since she’s the daughter of a major dental phobic. Seriously–I have to take a Valium just to get my teeth cleaned. So I’m proud of myself that I haven’t passed this fear on to her. That has taken a concerted effort, but then that’s the point isn’t it? To care enough about your kid’s needs and happiness that you can put aside your own fears, your own b.s. More parents should learn that. So there was blood but she thought it was cool and was so excited about the tooth fairy she could barely stand it. One tooth came out easily but the second one had quite a long root. Argh.
Late last night we located the silver glitter (fairy dust) and a $5 bill (hey, that was a big deal at the dentist ) and I snuck into her room. She stirred but didn’t wake up as I grabbed the tooth box and replaced it with the loot. I sprinkled some fairy dust on the side of her bed and then on the windowsill. The next morning she was more excited about that than the money. WAY more. She went over her room carefully looking for fairy dust and anything the tooth fairy might have touched. She decided the tooth fairy played with some of her toys and didn’t need to open the window, she just flew right through it. Never has $.001 of glitter been so valuable.
She came downstairs and drew the tooth fairy, the tooth mermaid and the tooth princess. It was so freaking cute, much detail on the clothing and tails now too. Giant jump in drawing ability suddenly. She was tired today and touchy when I went to school for journal writing but got better after school when we picked up her best friend S for a playdate. They were a bit unhinged and I had to use my “mother voice,” as the Bean calls it more than a few times but it was fun with only minor injuries.
Somewhere in all this was a an hour or so of Xmess shopping. The friend kids are nearly taken care of . The adults are nearly finished(yay Archie McPhee, yay ebay for obscure gifts)and I start the cards in the next day or so.
Thanks to y’all who emailed asking about the situation.’ No it hasn’t resolved itself and it likely won’t. At least I can’t see how it would. It’s yucky, it’ll stay yucky and we’ll navigate it as we can. It’s very difficult and treacherous territory though.
In other news Haru continues to eat the (fake) Xmess tree and ornaments. I need to take a picture, it’s one of the the coolest trees ever–Nightmare before Christmas, eyeballs, skulls, Beetlejuice, fairies, cats…Darth Vader, and pink lights. Hee. We do good tree.
Ok, we may catch up on tivoed “pushing daisies,” and fall asleep soon, very very soon.
I have to say though, I was really relieved when it was time for bed.
I would love to see a picture of that tree! I love the Nightmare Before Christmas. I’ve been debating about when Petunia (turned 4 in October) can handle it. She’s sort of sensitive about movies. Big violence doesn’t seem to bother her that much, but people being mean to someone nice sets her into crying and hyperventilating. I’m thinking that the part where Santa is kidnapped would be pretty upsetting.