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30 Blog Challenge · birthdays · madelynne

Just a Happy Birthday

Lindsey P. Brackett1 Comment

There’s no reason.  Really there’s not.  No reason at all that birthday parties for kiddos should be so stressful.

Seriously, all kids really want to do is play and eat cake frosting, and open presents. 

So that’s what we did.  Now, don’t get me wrong.  I love a well-planned event of celebration that involves such craziness as water slides or spa treatments or bouncy houses.

But I can’t handle all that stress.  Or work.  And by checking account can’t handle all those deductions.

So this year the rule is sweet and simple.  Yet, somehow I was still a little stressed.  It’s hard to put it all together when the baby is fussy and the birthday girl wants to play with all the bubbles before the guests arrive and the cake slides over in the car and the icing gets stuck to the side of the box.

But overall, it was less stressful than last year when the entire pitcher of lemonade spilled in the car after Joshua hit the brakes to avoid a suicidal squirrel on our way to the park to have a party in the rain.

Here’s some pics of all the fun:

madelynne · motherhood

I Can’t Believe She’s Six

Lindsey P. Brackett2 Comments

Dear Madelynne,

I really, really can’t believe you’re already six.  How can that be?  How can you have gone from Amelia’s size to taller than half of me in such short time?  And where did all that time go because it seems just yesterday your Mimi was prying you out of my arms when I left you for the first time.  Now you’re six and a big kindergarten girl who excels at reading and writing and aggravating Annabelle.

Sometimes I miss those sweetest first days when it was just you and me.  When you were all I had ever wanted, every prayer and dream come true.  A baby girl with her daddy’s long eyelashes and the sweetest smile.  When you were born and the doctor said girl I couldn’t believe it…I didn’t want a boy for my first experience.  I only wanted you.

You’ve put up with a lot, big baby girl.  It’s tough being the oldest, I know. It’s even tougher to be the oldest of girls vying for attention from an overworked Mommy.  I hope I’ve given you more these past few months.  It’s so special that you’re old enough now to get excited some of the same things I loved as a little girl like Laura Ingalls and Ramona Quimby.

But as exciting as this new phase of life is for all of us, promise me you won’t grow up too fast.  Be my little girl for a while and enjoy it.  You may be a sassy six, but you’re a sweet six and I want to keep you that way for as long as I can.

Love you,
Mommy

30 Blog Challenge · madelynne

Random Acts of….Runaways

Lindsey P. Brackett5 Comments

Tonight after a less than perfect day of kindergarten and an afternoon of meltdowns, Madelynne announced she was running away.  The only true way to capture this moment of assertive independence is through the following transcript.  I’m the italics, obviously.

Mommy, I am just going to run away.  What do you think about that?


I think you need to eat supper first.

Well, after supper I am just going to run away to the backyard.

Oh.  Well, where are you going to sleep?

In the tent.

Hmmm.  That’s hard to set up by yourself.  Would you like some help?

Yes.  After supper you can help me run away.

Okay.

Actually, Mommy, I think I might run away to Mrs. Mary Lynn’s house instead.  I promise to walk in the grass when I go on the road.

Oh, really?  What if Mrs. Mary Lynn doesn’t have enough room for you?

She does.  I can sleep on the sofa.

Well, alright.  Here’s your supper.

a few minutes later…

Mommy, I am going to pack now.  You need to help me.

What if Mrs. Mary Lynn isn’t home?

a phone call is placed.  there’s no answer.


Maybe you should stay here a little while and take a bath first.

I could just take a bath at Mrs. Mary Lynn’s.

No.  She has boys and you can’t take a bath with them.  Come get in Mommy’s big tub and pretend it’s a swimming pool.

Can I wear my bathing suit?

Sure.

after bath is over….

Mommy, I’m all packed to go to Mrs. Mary Lynn’s.  I think I need some food, though, like marshmallows.

You know, Madelynne, it’s almost dark.  Maybe you should wait until tomorrow.

Tomorrow you will take me there to run away?

Tomorrow I will take you to run away.

Okay, then.  I’ll run away tomorrow.