Beauty and the Beast Operetta

Carver had the opportunity to be Gaston in the Kindergarten's production of Beauty and the Beast. It was 3 classes that participated. At first his biggest concern was that he would have to dance with a girl, but his teacher said he only had to say a little part and do a little song with some actions with a group of his friends (Gaston's Buddies). I had the opportunity of accompanying for the classes for a few weeks and working with Gaston's buddies to teach them the song and the actions. Some days they had every word and every action just perfectly in sync and then other days they were tired and didn't do as well. But it was so fun.

Madalyn's Arm

Well, after having a fun playdate at the neighbor's home, my friend Tiffany called and said Maddie had a little accident and she can't console her so something is probably wrong. She brought Maddie home and I thought, "let's just rest, take a nap and have a snack and see how you feel in a little while" (great mom idea). Clint inspected the arm and did a few dad things and decided we had better get it looked at. Yep. Broken arm. It's above the elbow so it is supposedly in a good place, whatever that means. So Primary Children's here we come again. Luckily, they already have us in their system....Poor gal.

9 years-- almost

I guess there are days when I think my life is great and couldn't be better and then I have my days when I think-- when did I get old and onry and fat and wrinkly and why do I have to do everything around the house and how long should I leave the christmas lights up outside and all those negative thoughts-- then I realize... holy smokes, life just keeps going whether I'm happy or mad or motivated or depressed and my kids are growing up and yikes, what are their memories of me going to be. I hope they see me as a fun mom who likes to do things with them and help them learn things like letters and numbers and music and games-- not that grouch who is always telling me to clean up and stop taking the couch apart and you need to eat real food not just snacks all the time. And then I wonder-- what are Clint's memories of the past decade? Does he think he married someone that is cute, fun, smart, talented, hardworking, loving? or does he see a critic, unorganized, condescending, complaining, aged, perhaps a little looney, frumpy dragging her feet mom whose forgotten about the loving wife part? No comment needs to be made, but I guess sometimes in my mind I am a much better person than I am in reality. Sort of a hard pill to swallow, but... so are a lot of things. What I am really trying to say is that life is funny. It is wonderful, and hard and full of ups and downs and I am happy to be where I am and I want everyone around me to be happy to be where they are too. Marriage is also that way. It has been a good, bumpy road. Good thing I like 4-wheeling.