Hold the Strawberries Please

I picked Griffin up from school yesterday afternoon, and as I cleaned out his little stacker that holds all of his artwork and notes from the teacher, I noticed what looked like an accident report. "What happened?," I thought, I read on. The report said that he fell on the playground, and scraped his right arm; while having a race with another boy. I was so relieved it was nothing worse! I mean, don't get me wrong, anytime Griffin gets hurt...I hurt for him:( Our neighbors probably thought that either Griffin was sick, or that I spanked him, because of the way he was screaming and crying. Poor thing, he never usually gets hurt; so when he does, it's like he broke his arm or something. You should have seen him, holding his arm up, letting me know how hungry he was, I said to him, "well, eat Griffin, your dinner is getting cold" His response, "I can't eat mom, I have to hold my arm up like this" It was hard for me not to giggle, it continued until he went to bed, he wanted to call Adam, to let him know that he scraped his arm at school. I told him to try and not think about the pain of the "boo boo," he would stop crying momentarily, but start back up again when a commercial came on. He said, "moooommy, I keep trying not to think about it, but I can't stop!" I just hugged him, my little cutie.

Griffin's Halloween Costume

Halloween is creeping up on us again, and Griffin ALWAYS knows exactly what he wants to be! I asked him this morning on the way to school, and I wasn't the least bit surprised as to what his answer was; a Transformer of course!, but not just any Transformer, a Decepticon. All morning I've been searching for a Decepticon costume, with no luck. I spoke with Adam about it, he says that we could probably just make the costume ourselves. The thought of Griffin wearing a costume that I put together, doesn't sound too appealing!, however, I did stumble upon this site that made my creative touch come flying out! http://www.connectedfamily.com/frame4/cf0406alrn_strs/cf0406costume.html

I now think that making the costume sounds fun!

Fond Memories of Being a Gymnast

Today, while I was showering, I had my little clock radio on. (I felt like listening to some tunes) Anyways, every Friday, we have a local station that plays eighties music....usually bad eighties music, not today though! As I was lathering my shampoo into my hair, (I'm sure that I looked reeeeeeeally cheesy!) I heard, "da, da, dadadadada," OK, it's a little hard to type the song, but you know the one, with synthesizers? I don't know how else to explain it, I think it was also the opening song for the movie Beverly Hills Cop. It brought back some good memories, of when my sisters and I were in gymnastics; doing our routine, full of rolls and cartwheels deluxe! I'm sure they all know the song I'm talking about.

A Neverending Commitment

From the very moment that I knew I was going to be a mother, I was in freak-out mode. Just the thought of being responsible for another human being was enough to topple my reality, but I also knew, that I was excited. I knew that...this person inside of me, was a part of me, and everytime I felt Griffin doing his kicking and tumbling routine, it was just a reminder of all of the good and bad things to come with parenthood.

All of that being said, I know that my role of being a mother DOES NOT end once Griffin turns 18. He may be fully capable of making his own decisions, and hopefully, I will have instilled the vital skills he needs to be a successful adult, but I know that he will still need me in someways. If ever a situation arose, where I recieved a phone call, from a young lady or one of Griffin's friends on the other end; obviously distraut over Griffin's actions, I would immediatly take action as a mother. I would be concerned for him, knowing that I did not raise him to be disrespectful, or threatening to others. I feel that you should never just dismiss this behavior, no matter how old your child is! Your "grown" child is just a reflection of how you, as a parent raised them.

Little Kickers

It's been a little while, since I've taken the time to get on here and write. I've just started a new job, as a receptionist for our city school's Special Education department. I have to say that I am really enjoying working with all of the professionals here. Their specialties include children with: autism, slow learners, as well as those who are gifted. It's very interesting to me, and I love learning about everything that their jobs entail. Other than that, I am still working hard to finish up my Medical Transcription, so that I can start working from home. Eventually, I would like to go back to school and earn a degree, but mainly, I look forward to being as much involved in Griffin's childhood as I can.

Speaking of Griffin, we just signed him up for soccer! Everyone is very excited, this will be his first time playing a sport, so I am just curious to see how he likes it. Peyton has also decided to play. I feel like I have thrown myself to the wolves though, the director of the league called me, and asked me if I would like to coach! "Coach?" I thought, "that's absurd!, I'm the most clumsy girl you will come across, and besides I know nothing about soccer!" He assured me that it's more for fun at this age, and less about the technique. I have since been researching soccer strategies for four year olds, and am proud to say that I actually have an agenda:) Wish me luck, tonight is our first practice, and we will be braving triple digit temperatures.

4th of July Michigan style

Ahh....Michigan in the summertime, spending time with family.