Monday Marvels

I am tired but in good spirits, though the events from Friday evening are lingering and I am thrilled we could give Matty one last hooo-rah at Ecks I am also VERY ready for a break from the festivities as of late. Very.

We'll miss you Matty, be good...but not too good cuz that's no fun right? :)

We had baby Evan most of the weekend which is always a really enjoyable experience for me, he is so special and there is no question that he gets the Mommy side of my brain thinking very hard about whether I want another baby or not. BUT....it is only a fleeting thought of grandeur as while the urge is there the logic overrules it. Mostly. Besides, C and I did agree that children of our own are most likely NOT part of our future together so it's something we both agree on, even Evan does some how start manipulating that thought process for us. I've never seen a baby that smiles so much, he smiles when you pick him up...he smiles if he sees you walk into a room, his feet are pretty fascinating right now and he's almost sitting up on his own. Not quite though, he's doing that drunken fall to the right side thing that all babies do. The idea of being a part of his life is really exciting to me, I am eager to see what the future has to bring for him but also so totally content to just enjoy him in the moment. This is something I am trying very hard to remind his Momma and Poppa of. Like all parents, they can't wait until he walks and talks and does this or that, but I am trying to very gently convey the message that this time goes sooner than you ever even thought possible and babies are a unique and fantastic experience, no reason to rush it. And like all of us who would nod and smile and THINK we know that cliché is true about children being grown before you now it...but you don't really know until your son walks up to you one day and tells you he can bench press 150 lbs and he's the strongest kid in his school he thinks. Babies cannot bench press 150 lbs, babies sit in your lap and play peek a boo and that's a whole lot of fun. My son is having visions of trying to bench press me, he is not sitting in my lap drooling and giggling at me. Max is totally great though, even if he's isn't drooling and hanging on my like a monkey...but I do miss those days. sigh.

Update on Travel Plans for 2006:
We are likely looking at mid-late summer for our visit to WA. This is because Max (if grades are consistent) will probably be on vacation over Spring Break in Oregon with his Dad's parents. It is a good incentive for him to keep his grades up and I think it's a great opportunity to travel, he's an adventurous little booger so we need to feed that need for adventure in positive ways. It was a hard choice for me as I would MUCH prefer to spend Spring Break in Washington State with my fabulous family and visit Crys & Dane in Seattle...but sometimes what I want and what he needs don't mesh so evenly. Plus this way we can come in the summer (we are thinking late July/early August) and maybe get to spend an extra few days. It is very exciting to think of and I will keep everyone updated on plans as we proceed. Please don't hesitate to let me know if there is anything that needs considering for our visit this time of year, if it doesn't work...please let me know.

In other news my dreams have been horrendous lately and I am quite sure that Chance's suggestion about grounding energy is a wise idea. I also think we need to cleanse the house, we've been putting it off as we wanted to wait until we were all settled and had a good balance in the house but that is taking longer than expected. So it's time, because my dreams and the house seem related in some manner. Most likely it's all the change forcing my mind into overdrive, I also think that every horror film I've ever seen is somehow trying to replay itself now...because a) we have stairs and the WORST horror movie I've ever seen has the creepiest stair scene (i.e.The Grudge) and b) we have a basement now and basements are just a little creepy no matter what, the movies with awful basement scenes are endless. Seems all these years of loving to watch films that freak me out are catching up with me. That's real nice, thank you Stephen King.

Max is doing great, he's got a very demanding (but stunning!) girlfriend named Kayla. Let me for the record, just state that the 7th Graders of 2005/2006 in no way resemble the 7th Graders of 1988/89. I always thought I'd be that "cool" mom that wouldn't get all worked up at how her kids generation is dressing...and really I am not, what's more astonishing is how ADULT in nature they look and dress. Kayla's features are very much that of a young woman, not a 13 year old. Most of the girls in Max's class look like they are closer to 18 or 19 then 12 and 13. Not to mention that the women of this generation are openly independent thinkers and very clear about what they want and that they will get what they want, whatever that may be. It is exciting to see these young ladies kicking ass and going after what they want, but these poor boys have their hands full. Plus, I think it's a LITTLE unbalanced...our culture is so slow to learn the balance and the roles of men and women are still so completely subject to interpretation/belief systems and cultural status that these kids have no clue how to find the balance because we've yet to demonstrate it accurately. Anyway, Max is doing good and seems very happy about the house. And oh yes, in case you missed it...he can bench press 150 lbs. And he really likes Baby Evan and Baby Evan adores Max, which is very sweet for Max's Momma to see her special mid-sized kiddo doing so well with a very small little person. Max is so gentle with Evan, it's really astonishing. He just gets this baby thing and it really makes me wonder what goes on his head about babies, he genuinely seems to enjoy them. I don't remember liking babies at all when I was 13. I'm not sure if I should be thrilled or very nervous about becoming a Grandmother WAY too young.

Ok, I should get to work and finish up this day so I can go home!

Hope all is well, much love
peace