Wednesday, May 7, 2014


Dear Miss V,

    This morning was a rough one, sweet girl. A rough, tough one with a lot of tears. We got ready for your ballet class, just like we do every Wednesday. You were happy and excited, just like always. We got there a little early, and you ran off to play with your friends. When I noticed you were all getting a little wild, I pulled you aside and told you to calm down and cool it. I think you may even have tried, but the inevitable happened - someone's arm got pulled a little too hard, and the tears got going - and it was you who had accidentally done the pulling. You'd just meant to hold her hand and spin her in a dance move. You didn't mean to hurt. But your buddy was hurt all the same, and she was so upset. And sweetheart, instead of checking to see if she was ok, you ran away. You ran to me, and you cried too, and I understood, and I comforted you, because you are my darling, and I love you, and you are only four years old. But I needed you to know that when you hurt somebody - even on accident - you have to do what's right. You have to check on them and apologize. You were scared, and you didn't want to. You melted down and got rude. I apologized to your friend and her mother, and we left without attending ballet.

    At home, you spent a little time in your room (crying), and then I went to you. We talked about  when it's ok to be wild and crazy. We talked about friends. And then we talked about how it must seem to this friend, that this accident happened, and that then you, her good friend, would refuse to talk to her or see if she's ok, or tell her you're sad and sorry it happened. You thought about it, talked to me about how YOU would feel, and realized that she might think you are mean, and I saw that you were crushed (more tears), and it hurt me to let you be sad,'s important for you to understand that our friends do not HAVE to love us. We aren't entitled to that. Kindness is so important, my baby, even when it's scary. Lastly, we talked about how difficult it is to do the right thing sometimes. I held you on my lap and rocked you back and forth, and you decided you were ready to apologize to your friend, and you didn't want to wait.

     So we did the inconvenient thing: we drove back to the dance studio and caught her just as she was leaving class. You were scared that she wouldn't forgive you, but you did it - you talked to your pal. Your apology was sincere, from your heart, rather than a "Sorry" forced through your lips by your embarrassed mother. Your buddy smiled at you and gave you a big hug, and the two of you danced off together to play for a few minutes, while I talked to her mom. Your relief was huge, and I was - am - really proud of you (also, let's be honest, relieved). I KNOW you are only four. I KNOW I could have forced a mumbled apology, instead of taking you out and letting you get upset. Or I could've just let it go, because you're "too young" to understand, and it's "not a big deal", but I believe that we get to choose every day to do what we believe is right, or to do what we know is wrong. I have often made the wrong choice and had to do the inconvenient thing to try to make it right. I don't really know anyone who hasn't. I'm lucky enough to have fantastic, forgiving friends and family, and baby, if you let them see your gorgeous heart, the truly spectacular person I know you are, you will too.

I love you forever, no matter what
Your Weird Old Mother

Saturday, May 3, 2014

James 36

 Also in April, my James turned 36. He did not ask for much for his birthday, but we tried to make it special, all the same. Since his actual birthday fell on Easter, we celebrated on Friday and Saturday. On Friday, we had a party with our grown up friends, starring Blue Star donuts, our new little fire pit on the back patio, and a fun board game.

On Saturday, the kids and I hid all of James's presents, and then gave him little clues, for a fun game of "Birthday Present Hide and Seek".

After he found all his gifts, we all went to see a movie, and then we had a relaxing evening together. The next day, we celebrated Easter. It was a lovely weekend.

Friday, May 2, 2014

May Day

 Yesterday, the kids and I made some little May Day baskets for a few of our neighbors. We made the baskets out of construction paper, which they then decorated, and then the kids filled them up with candy from their Easter stashes. We added flowers from our garden, and then we headed out to ding-dong-ditch the neighbors - our favorite part!

Thursday, May 1, 2014


 I've had an avalanche of photos to go through from the month of April, and I'm just now getting to them, but it's nice to revisit what a sweet month it was - starting with Miss V's fourth birthday.

 She had a wonderful day on her actual birthday. She opened gifts throughout a day full of fun. James went in to work late, so that the two of us could take her out to breakfast. She had ballet class. We had lots of great one on one time. That evening, we went out to supper with our dear Beckers. We even got Amy's parents (who we adore) to join us as an added bonus - hooray!

That weekend, we threw Miss V a birthday party at BJs, the coffeehouse she and I go to every week. It was so sweet. The kids decorated hats, drank hot chocolate cups, and ate wonderful pastries that the manager (and our pal), Emma and BJ had ordered in for us. 

 (I put velcro on the hats and on decorations. Some of the other decorations had clips, which made them even easier to attach. The kids really loved this craft, and it was super simple to do and clean up.)

 The hot chocolate "tea parties" were a big hit

 Candle time!

She was so happy, she turned somersaults :)

Sometimes, it seems like the time goes by fast enough to make my head spin. Already, my girl is four years old - my baby. She delights me, she really does. I'm so thrilled that her birthday delighted her.