Faith · Love · Parenting · Perspective

Pink Slime – Not a Good Hair Accessory

So… this walked in off the school bus yesterday….

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It was accompanied by a puffy red freckled face that had obviously been crying. Likely because her brother had spent most of the 20 minute bus ride to our office telling her how deeply in trouble she was going to be when she got here.

They hopped off the bus just when the phone was ringing constantly, a customer was at my husband’s desk, and another couple was waiting patiently for my husband to finish up with his current customer. The bus driver was walking in with them.

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That is never a good sign. People- you usually don’t want the bus driver to escort your children in. My kids aren’t without fault. About a month ago, we’d been informed that they weren’t sitting and staying in their seats. (After following the bus one day as it left town, I realized that few of the kids were… but that’s another story.) From that day on, they had been instructed to sit at the front of the bus.

The bus driver explained that it was “slime” another child had brought on the bus. She was fine, but he wanted to let me know. Points for the bus driver walking my obviously distraught child in.

I looked at my husband and calmly said that I believed my office work today was done.

Loading up my crew, more of the story came out. Another little girl had put it on her hair, but it didn’t stick to it. She thought it would be ok. Apparently it does stick to freshly washed very fine hair.

I messaged my sisters and mother, who have proved to be a font of wisdom, asking for suggestions. Suggestion #1 was vegetable oil, then warm water and a clarifying shampoo. And on top of that, I added in a lot of patience and tried not to laugh. I mean seriously, what can you do? A good sense of humor is paramount to peace at our house.

I could tell this would require me being wet. My little girl was sobbing at the idea of vegetable oil in her hair. Why? Not sure. You’d think pink slime was worse than vegetable oil.

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We stripped down and hopped in the shower with a bottle of oil, a fine toothed comb, and a cup to catch the Slime chunks. 30 minutes later…..

Slime be gone! With a few good rounds of clarifying shampoo, most of the pink dye was out as well.

After the de-sliming, we had a little talk about not putting things in our hair that don’t normally go there: Yes’s are limited to hair ties, barrettes, and headbands. No’s (all of which we’ve tried and scrubbed out) include things like gum, sand, paint, mud, glitter, and now….. slime.

Did I mention we were destined last night for a youth program where both kids would be up at the front singing and dancing? To the best of our abilities, we roll with the punches. This time it was a slime covered one.

Much love — Jen

 

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Puddles, Bikes, and Sprinklers- Oh My!

Here we are! June 1st. We are officially one week into summer break.

To date we’ve:

  • gone fishing
  • thrown water balloons
  • watched Pete’s Dragon and ate popcorn
  • skipped every single nap
  • coach pitch practice
  • played a coach pitch baseball game
  • played one t-ball game
  • tossed the Frisbee
  • grilled the last 4/7 nights
  • played catch
  • rode bikes
  • went for walks
  • played in puddles
  • planted flowers and tomatoes
  • started summer chores which include weeding the garden and being in charge of his/her own laundry
  • missed our bedtime by at least 1.5hrs every single night
  • Memorial Day festivities – parade, bouncy house, 5K color run
  • Memorial Day visit to the cemetery to pay respects to our military and loved ones
  • ran thru the sprinkler – two different days
  • church
  • helped on the farm
  • and frustrated assisted this working mom at the office.

Whew… It’s already June 1st!

This morning I ran into a friend at the coffee shop. I don’t normally hit the coffee shop, but we are celebrating a birthday at our house today. He requested a breakfast bowl from Kettle and thus my stop.

kettleWe were talking about our summers and what we have planned. Her boys are close in age to my own crew. Her schedule sounded like it was packed with fun, but BUSY. She teaches at the local college, so she has her summers at home with the guys. They have baseball and camps and practices and reading programs and…

When she asked about our summer, I said yes – we have baseball two nights a week in the month of June. We also have one basketball camp planned for a couple mornings in July and some swim lessons when we can squeeze them in. That was pretty much it. I chose to say no to everything else.

We said no to the reading program at the library. We said no to any extra academic camps. We said no soccer camp. We said no to traveling baseball. We said no to pretty much everything else.

And it feels GOOD.

Saying NO is how we said YES to all the other things we’ve done the past week.

A few months ago, I was getting the message loud and clear that I needed to prioritize my family’s time. C’mon!!! Three different books – all with the same message – being given to me in the same week by three unique individuals?!

Yesterday, my devotion included the message of choosing WHERE to be busy with my time. This message goes for my children as well. Do I want my children to choose being busy on a tablet or in front of the TV?

Not really.

The complaint from my littles at the office yesterday was that they were bored. B.O.R.E.D. They wanted entertainment. More so, they wanted ME to entertain them.

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Nope. Nada. Not happening. This fits firmly under the category of “Not my duty as a parent.” I explained (again) to them that I gave birth twice so they would have each other as playmates. Furthermore, they have fabulous imaginations, working eyes, legs, and arms, and a safe environment to enjoy within a block of the office. I can see them on the basketball court thru the window from my desk.

“Go outside and entertain yourselves! Create something new!”

It’s a big beautiful world out there! Kids, choose to be busy having the freedom of childhood and making memories instead of leveling up. If as children, he/she wants to spend free time practicing, that’s fine. It’s personal choice. I balk at the idea of scheduling their summers full of activities and requirements (other than normal family responsibilities – you aren’t getting out of your chores that easy!).

This summer break, we are opting to say NO, so that we can choose to say YES to quality time and fun together.

My kids will hopefully see less of this view and more of me face to face, laughing, playing, and actually being. Not just as mom – the harried, working, hustling-everybody-everywhere driver.IMG_1273

 

 

 

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Countdown to Summer

The sun is finally shining! We experienced a late-spring dreary week of weather last week. The tally is at 5-6 inches of rain in the last 3 weeks. Whew!

Our little rural area was far better off than those west of us. Our temperature stayed above freezing, so just 40mph blowing rain for 3 days. Did you see anything on the news about the blizzard in eastern Colorado and western Kansas? Photo credit to the story linked here at the Washington Post.

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From the snow in the west to the beautiful sunshine that FINALLY peeked through… here comes

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Project #1. Tetherball. I pulled this information from Simply Kierste Design. We have plenty of room in our yard for tetherball. I’m sure there will be tears when someone gets jacked in the face! That’s part of childhood. Learning to roll with it and making evasive maneuvers.
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Project #2. Can you tell yet that we prefer to spend our summer outside? I bought this swing last summer and never hung it up due to the number of thunderstorms we experienced.  You can find the Swinging Monkey on Amazon. I had to purchase extra equipment to hang it. Again… still sitting in a box in the shed just waiting for the right tree branch and sunshine…

swingActivity #1. Swimming and swimming lessons. I’m a firm believer that either you know how to swim to save your life OR you keep your toes out of the water. Both kids have taken at least one session of lessons. We will continue this summer! I took lessons and completed everything except lifeguard training by middle school. My husband is well aware that he sinks like a rock. He failed swimming lessons.

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Have you bought a pool pass lately? Yikes. We don’t live in a city, suburb, or “neighborhood” that has a pool. We drive 15 miles into town to the real pool or play in the little 18″ deep inflatable pool in the yard. Not much for swimming, but it will keep you cool when the temps cross 90*F.

I’d like to get the kids to the pool at least once a week. My summer work schedule is modified so I can take advantage of an extra couple of days a week with my kids. This means occasionally working from home extra hours in the evening. #worthit #workingmama

Activity #2. Both kids are doing ball this summer. Scheduled for Monday evenings in June, this will be M’s first year of t-ball (softball). Not even a remote idea if she will be able to manage the bat at her current size, but though she is small – she is mighty in spirit!

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T has moved up to coach-pitch. He’s excited! Although fairly wicked hitting off the tee, his success rate hitting off our pitches is also solid. And truly – is there anything more enjoyable than a night at the ball field??? Good clean fun!

My husband is coaching again. In the past he’s been assisting. This year, the manager of the baseball organization asked if he’d be willing to lead a team. After expressing reluctance, I reassured him that this isn’t the majors. Above all else, the boys need someone calm, informative, and encouraging as they continue to learn and develop their skills.

As a family, we opted not to join any traveling teams. I have “lots of feels” about this subject pertaining to 6-7-8 year old children and the scheduling it requires. I honestly hope for the best for each unique family in their individual choices! It just isn’t the right time for our family to put our time into that.  #thebestyes

There are many other places, people, and activities on our list for the summer. I’ve posted a few highlights! We’ll likely head to the mountains for an extended weekend and load up the kids to add a little fun to a few work trips. Wheat harvest (barring anymore sub-freezing weather) will be in June. Planting, baling, and other farm work are always a must. #rurallife

Countdown –> School is out in 22 days. I’m not sure who’s more excited? My kids or me?

 

 

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JustAMom

I’d like to introduce you to someone. Her name is “JustAMom.”

So what are you doing now? Are you “just a mom?” Actually, I’m a mom and I have a job. That aside, I can’t be the only mother out there who gets this question a few times a week. Up until recently, it didn’t bother me. It was the kind of comment you brush off and move on. Within the past month, I’ve noticed a distinct increase in using the word “just” in the same sentence as “mom.” In this phrase, as an adverb it defines as “only or merely.”

Really? Really people?

I could rant about how much work goes into being a mother at my once a month girls coffee date. That would be preaching to the choir. I could vociferate about the lack of personal time to my husband. Why? He doesn’t get to use the bathroom by himself either nor does he get to do the hobbies he did pre-children. On the other hand, I could mush through a tear-filled love story about the pain, joy and stretch marks I endure for my two blessings. I might strive to inspire others with tales of the labors of love to bear the babies and to regain my body post-birth.

I’m choosing to do none of the above. Been there, read that.

It might sound touchy, but maybe as a public, we could drop the phrase “just” from any sentences containing the word “mom.” There are many many many of us in the JUSTAMOM category. Some are stay-at-home mommies. Some are full-time working mommies who love their babies just as much as the stay-at-home mommies. Some work part-time. There are generations before us who now have grandchildren and great-grandchildren. The thing that connects us all is that we LOVE our children. We strive to provide for them the best we are able to with the various gifts and talents God gave us.

A few beautiful quotes to ponder about mothers:

“No one is ever quite ready; everyone is always caught off guard. Parenthood chooses you. And you open your eyes, look at what you’ve got, say “Oh, my gosh,” and recognize that of all the balls there ever were, this is the one you should not drop. It’s not a question of choice.” – Marisa de los Santos, Love Walked In

Finally brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of a good report — if there is any virtue and if there is any praise — think on these things. – Philippians 4:8

“But there’s a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begin.” – Mitch Albom, For One More Day

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