“Playing” with the Girls
Today I tried to play make-believe with Cate. This is not my strong suit and is usually left to the pervue of our nanny, Sharon. But this afternoon I donned a large mass of plastic jewelry and became the queen of the princess. Here’s how it went when I tried to narrate a story set in the princess’ bedchamber.
Me: Then the queen fairy gave princess cate three wishes. And her first wish was…?
Cate: Not to have any lovey dovey stuff.
Me (thinking we were off to a good start): And her second wish was?
Cate: Not to go to college.
(sigh) Me: And her third wish was?
Cate: That Mommy would stop telling this story!
Later, exhausted by my failed efforts, I tried to devise a tale in which I could close my eyes:
Me (lying on the couch): Then the queen fairy fell into a deep sleep and the princess cate could not awaken her.
Cate (with action): And the princess kicked and she pounded and she kicked and she pounded….”
tell eden and cate hello from lilly!
this story and the one from jan. 20th made me laugh and laugh!
it just shows you that somehow we pick up on the stuff even when we are not
looking and even when it isn’t taught to us! somethings just may be inborn…
with my boys…i still say that hudson came from the womb with a loaded gun and several swords at his side…while mac (who is older) didn’t even get a water gun until he was over 5! and he really could have cared less…
have a wonderful weekend!
still dreaming of being your neighbor someday soon!
and thanks for everything in san diego!
lil
I feel like you never tell stories about your husband, only about your kids, why is that?
–Julia
Cause the kids can’t post comments in protest!
:-)
Rachelle, I have no doubt your kids are going to do just fine! Your 30-something girl-friends may need a little more “brainwashing” though:)
Julia,
Honestly, I don’t know why I don’t write about Paul more. He’s mondo support guy, but he’s not around much, you know? 50 hours a week at Microsoft doesn’t leave a lot of time for funny stories.
A lot of the pomo theology stuff and ThPM stuff that I write about is stuff he and I have hashed over together. He’s the one that started us off on neomonastic living. It was mostly out of a desire to make family for people who are family-less or away from thier families. Paul has a real heart for that.
It’s funny how people just cannot accept that Paul is not waiting for the right moment to quit Microsoft and become the “real” pastor in the family. That’s so not his vision! But he defintely makes it happen by being the dude-with-the-stable-job!
Three cheers for Paul!
R
[…] When my daughter final arrived, after a string of pregnancy disasters and difficulties, I found myself to be completely out of my depth. In infancy, I couldn’t tell whether a cry was for hunger or for tiredness. The hormones stew of pregnancy, delivery, and nursing left be adrift in depression. And when my next daughter unexpectedly arrived, leaving me home with two children aged two-and-under, I realized I disliked nearly all of the everyday tasks of parent (cooking, cleaning, dealing with toddler temper tantrums, endless hours of make believe…) In short, I felt like a TOTAL LOSER. […]