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May 22, 2007
Catch-up with bullets
I think the only way I'm going to get this done is the short, bulleted version. Here goes:
- Rex graduated!
- We met our nephews. Within minutes of walking into their house, Katie found the sleeping twin, Karston, and said, "That MY baby." She spent the rest of our visit checking on him, and letting us know if he was awake or asleep. Jamie liked helping out, too. SO cute!
- Mother's Day, uh, wasn't. I'm still pissed about it, too. I know it's something I probably just need to get over, but even if I do, I still know something that I'll never be able to forget, and that's going to color our relationship for the rest of my life. That might be a little dramatic. I mean, I did learn some things that I can't unlearn, but they weren't all on Mother's Day.
- On our way back into town on Sunday, we dropped Rex off at the airport for a week of training in California.
- My van started randomly shutting off while we were in Hosuton. Five times in three days, once on the interstate. On Monday, I took it in to the shop while my dad watched the girls. Then he took Rex's car to the airport and took himself back off to Maryland. It took the dealer THREE DAYS to get my van back to me, two of those to figure out what was wrong with the van. And this was after I TOLD them what was wrong with it. Three days, completely alone, with no car. Yeesh. It wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.
- Jamie has napped more in the past week than the past year.
- Jamie, and therefore Katie, has started calling me Mom instead of Mama. There was a time a while back where she tried to call me Mommy, which I totally shot down, but Mom doesn't bother me. It does make me feel a little more like a mature mother, and it makes her seem older too. Maybe we're both coming into our own.
Posted by me at May 22, 2007 12:53 PM
Comments
Two things we have in common:
1. I can't deal with being called Mommy. My kid knows better, but I inwardly cringe when an adult refers to me as Mommy. You might just be the only other woman I know who has admitted to this quirk.
2. I never get Mother's Day from my husband, and it still pisses me off a bit, even though I've come to expect it.
(A numbered-list reply to your bullet entry! You're rubbing off!)
Posted by: Summer at May 22, 2007 1:59 PM
Along with you and Summer, My kids don't call me mommy or mama. When each of them was very young, they called me mama but I have been Mom since they were toddlers. It always sounds odd to me when older kids (and grown ups) call their parents mommy or mama. I don't know why, maybe because it just seems so childish.
Posted by: anna at May 25, 2007 12:59 PM