It's not that we just attended maturation again. (And can I say it was much, much more detailed and open and descriptive than last year.. and nothing like what we saw at Elementary School).
It's not just that she is starting to email boys, chatting about boys and walking to Keva with all of her friends after taking the honors tests at Millcreek.
It's not that her skinny little muscly body is actually starting to take in some new curves and Bethany cut and styled her hair in today and she looks absolutely gorgeous!
The answer... quote from Lauren at District History Fair on Thursday. "Mom, you don't need to stand so close to me. I can do this on my own. You don't have to stay."
Don't get me wrong -- I want an independent daughter that can do things on her own and be independent. I guess I'm just not ready to not be needed like I have always been.
When I left the history fair (the kids had all planned a lunch party after so she was going home with friends) I got in the car and realized she is getting older, she needs to show her independence and doesn't need/want me in the same way anymore. (Sniffle, sniffle.)
I know our relationship will go back and forth, up and down and be different all of the time, especially since 12 hours after she let me know she doesn't need me she is at the front door with me after book club chatting and asking me to hold her. She jumps in my arms like a baby and sits there talking with me and friends for a long time and then asking me to come and snuggle with her in bed.
After I teased her and told my friends her story she told me she does still need me, but unfortunately I know she is a pre-teen because it is on her terms.
It is time for me to start to parent Lauren in a different kind of way -- it is just going to take some getting used to from both of us.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Great Sappy Movie... The Ultimate Gift
So last night Kenzi and I re-watched a movie we got for Christmas. It is sappy, and sweet, and has a great moral, and made me cry (not hard to do I realize), and clean, and is pretty funny in parts as well. (Great movie to watch with your kids... (we watched it at the cabin at Christmas and Grandpa and the teenagers both liked it... pretty hard to find a movie that we can all watch together.)
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Crush the Turtle, Cowabungo Cameron and the Bra
We spent the day at California Adventure and loved it. Although 'Soaring Over California' was amazing, the Toy Story 4-D was totally cool, we all loved the Bugs Life 3-D movie, and Lauren Dave and Kenz couldn't get enough of California Screamer -- the highlight of the day had to be Cameron's interactive discussion with Crush the Turtle from Nemo.
They have a small theatre where Crush the Turtle has live interactive discussion with the audience while he is in the bottom of the ocean. It is a combination of improve comedy and virtual digital animation.
Crush called on Cameron when the audience was able to ask Crush questions:
Crush: "What is your name dude?"
Cameron: "Cameron."
Crush: "Cowabunga Cameron dude. What's your question?"
Cameron: "What are all of your kids names?" (Crush said he had 65 kids earlier.)
Crush: "Roshell, Mishell, Toshell, Shelldon... " and then he goes off on a hilarious improve of 65 names with funny jokes about the Beetles, the Jackson brothers, etc.
Crush to Cameron: "Can you help me for a minute?" Crush swims away and comes back with a bikini top. "We found this at the beach and we don't know what it is. Can you tell me what this is?"
Cameron: A little embarrassed... "It's a bra!"
Audience: Laughing hysterically.
Crush and Show Narrator: Silence. Not expecting bra as the answer.
Crush: Laughing... "Hey bro, hey bra! Is that how you use it?"
Cameron: "No!"
Crush: "Then what is it for?"
Steph and Cathy: Sitting in the back and laughing hysterically, tears streaming down my cheeks thinking "Please don't let him answer this question out loud. I shouldn't have let him sit in front by himself."
Show Narrator: Taking the microphone away from Cameron so he doesn't answer -- this is a kids show after all. "It's what girls use to go swimming Crush." Whew... I'm pretty sure that is not what Cameron was about to say and I'm pretty sure how he would have answered.
Audience: Laughing, laughing, laughing!
Crush puts on bikini top.
Crush to Cameron: "Does it make me look fat?"
Cameron: "No it doesn't."
Crush: "I'm going to go put this back and let's all pretend we are Dory and say this never happened!"
Crush to Audience: "If you promise to keep this a secret say CHAW!"
Show ends a few couple of minutes later and Steph, Cathy, Lauren and Kenzi are still laughing... and tears still streaming down my eyes.
I realize this is one of those things "you have to be there to appreciate" but Cathy and I laughed all day about this. It was obvious by the silence after "bra" that Cameron had not given the right answer and the narrator was a little concerned about what he would say next.
I guess they didn't realize this 5 year old sweet little boy from Utah would have no idea what a bikini top would be!
April 2010 Update: So we were cleaning the cabin after spending a few days there and I found a bra that one of Kelli's friends had left. I threw it in the garbage and later asked Cam to take out the garbage. As he was emptying the trash he saw the bra and "Hmmm... a girls bikini top... I know what that is." Poor guy, he is now more confused than ever.
They have a small theatre where Crush the Turtle has live interactive discussion with the audience while he is in the bottom of the ocean. It is a combination of improve comedy and virtual digital animation.
Crush called on Cameron when the audience was able to ask Crush questions:
Crush: "What is your name dude?"
Cameron: "Cameron."
Crush: "Cowabunga Cameron dude. What's your question?"
Cameron: "What are all of your kids names?" (Crush said he had 65 kids earlier.)
Crush: "Roshell, Mishell, Toshell, Shelldon... " and then he goes off on a hilarious improve of 65 names with funny jokes about the Beetles, the Jackson brothers, etc.
Crush to Cameron: "Can you help me for a minute?" Crush swims away and comes back with a bikini top. "We found this at the beach and we don't know what it is. Can you tell me what this is?"
Cameron: A little embarrassed... "It's a bra!"
Audience: Laughing hysterically.
Crush and Show Narrator: Silence. Not expecting bra as the answer.
Crush: Laughing... "Hey bro, hey bra! Is that how you use it?"
Cameron: "No!"
Crush: "Then what is it for?"
Steph and Cathy: Sitting in the back and laughing hysterically, tears streaming down my cheeks thinking "Please don't let him answer this question out loud. I shouldn't have let him sit in front by himself."
Show Narrator: Taking the microphone away from Cameron so he doesn't answer -- this is a kids show after all. "It's what girls use to go swimming Crush." Whew... I'm pretty sure that is not what Cameron was about to say and I'm pretty sure how he would have answered.
Audience: Laughing, laughing, laughing!
Crush puts on bikini top.
Crush to Cameron: "Does it make me look fat?"
Cameron: "No it doesn't."
Crush: "I'm going to go put this back and let's all pretend we are Dory and say this never happened!"
Crush to Audience: "If you promise to keep this a secret say CHAW!"
Show ends a few couple of minutes later and Steph, Cathy, Lauren and Kenzi are still laughing... and tears still streaming down my eyes.
I realize this is one of those things "you have to be there to appreciate" but Cathy and I laughed all day about this. It was obvious by the silence after "bra" that Cameron had not given the right answer and the narrator was a little concerned about what he would say next.
I guess they didn't realize this 5 year old sweet little boy from Utah would have no idea what a bikini top would be!
April 2010 Update: So we were cleaning the cabin after spending a few days there and I found a bra that one of Kelli's friends had left. I threw it in the garbage and later asked Cam to take out the garbage. As he was emptying the trash he saw the bra and "Hmmm... a girls bikini top... I know what that is." Poor guy, he is now more confused than ever.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
There is nothing worse than being a woman who has no ability to control tears and tender emotions... unless you are a male with that same problem
Ok Cam, I've said this before... I am so sorry you got so much of me in you... especially the Bevan cry face and totally lack of ability to control tears.
I've dealt with this my whole life. In Kindergarten when they sang Happy Birthday to me and I cried to whole time, watching movies and sobbing at the end, teaching lessons when no one can understand me because of crying, sitting in R.S. on Sunday just hearing the words to a favorite song and wiping away tears. I even cry in happy times. Jenn and I played a duet in a R.S. thing when we were teenagers and we messed up and started laughing so hard we both had tears streaming down our faces and just sat at the piano and laughed and cried for 5 minutes. I looked at my mom and she just sat there shaking her head.
Today I dropped off Kindergarten carpool, watched them all run in and drove away and ran a quick errand. When I got home a few minutes later there was a message, I thought it was Makenzie's voice but I had just been at her school and I knew it couldn't have been her. The message said, "adsjlf;aiasfd ja;ldsfjaiofhaf adsjf;adfka" and there was gasping and tears and more "aoidhfadf adsfopadhis." I assumed it was Cameron but had no idea what he had said. I knew he wasn't hurt or they wouldn't have let him call me, so I called back the school.
Just like on LOST (thank you Dave) I'll share in a flashback.
After dropping the kids off, apparently Cam realized he didn't have his backpack. Which is not the end of the world, unless it is LIBRARY DAY and you are supposed to see Mr. Weadon. I guess he came running after my car, through the parking lot screaming. I drove away and didn't see the 5 year old screaming at the top of his lungs chasing me as fast as he could go!!!! Those in the parking lot that watch it said he was absolutely devastated and tried so hard to get to me.
His teacher said when he got to class he was just sobbing and so upset... he had forgotten to bring back his library book.
When I brought it up to the school they were all walking down to an assembly. When the teacher saw me we both did our best to not burst out into laughter and I handed her the backpack. I look in line and there is cute little Cam, shaggy hair, Bevan cry face, trying his very best not to burst into tears again.
I gave him a high five, told him to have fun and walked away as his teacher told him she'd keep his backpack until after the assembly and then they'd all go to library together. I could hear gasps for breath as I walked away... Cam still trying to hold it together.
Hating to ever mess up, wanting to never disappoint others, being a little intense and being very senstive are personality characteristics that only make the tears come faster and longer.
Someone told me once they believed no one should ever cry alone... and I guess I believe that too because I'm the first the join in on any kind of tear fest.
So... sorry Cam, I feel your pain. Having me as a mom and Kenzi as a sister will probably only make this issue worse. You may get punched a few times growing up for your sensitivity, but I'm hoping someday your wife and daughters will appreciate the tender little man you are!
I've dealt with this my whole life. In Kindergarten when they sang Happy Birthday to me and I cried to whole time, watching movies and sobbing at the end, teaching lessons when no one can understand me because of crying, sitting in R.S. on Sunday just hearing the words to a favorite song and wiping away tears. I even cry in happy times. Jenn and I played a duet in a R.S. thing when we were teenagers and we messed up and started laughing so hard we both had tears streaming down our faces and just sat at the piano and laughed and cried for 5 minutes. I looked at my mom and she just sat there shaking her head.
Today I dropped off Kindergarten carpool, watched them all run in and drove away and ran a quick errand. When I got home a few minutes later there was a message, I thought it was Makenzie's voice but I had just been at her school and I knew it couldn't have been her. The message said, "adsjlf;aiasfd ja;ldsfjaiofhaf adsjf;adfka" and there was gasping and tears and more "aoidhfadf adsfopadhis." I assumed it was Cameron but had no idea what he had said. I knew he wasn't hurt or they wouldn't have let him call me, so I called back the school.
Just like on LOST (thank you Dave) I'll share in a flashback.
After dropping the kids off, apparently Cam realized he didn't have his backpack. Which is not the end of the world, unless it is LIBRARY DAY and you are supposed to see Mr. Weadon. I guess he came running after my car, through the parking lot screaming. I drove away and didn't see the 5 year old screaming at the top of his lungs chasing me as fast as he could go!!!! Those in the parking lot that watch it said he was absolutely devastated and tried so hard to get to me.
His teacher said when he got to class he was just sobbing and so upset... he had forgotten to bring back his library book.
When I brought it up to the school they were all walking down to an assembly. When the teacher saw me we both did our best to not burst out into laughter and I handed her the backpack. I look in line and there is cute little Cam, shaggy hair, Bevan cry face, trying his very best not to burst into tears again.
I gave him a high five, told him to have fun and walked away as his teacher told him she'd keep his backpack until after the assembly and then they'd all go to library together. I could hear gasps for breath as I walked away... Cam still trying to hold it together.
Hating to ever mess up, wanting to never disappoint others, being a little intense and being very senstive are personality characteristics that only make the tears come faster and longer.
Someone told me once they believed no one should ever cry alone... and I guess I believe that too because I'm the first the join in on any kind of tear fest.
So... sorry Cam, I feel your pain. Having me as a mom and Kenzi as a sister will probably only make this issue worse. You may get punched a few times growing up for your sensitivity, but I'm hoping someday your wife and daughters will appreciate the tender little man you are!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
#1 Reason I'd Seriously Consider Home Schooling my Kids
We did our reading on the way up the lift: "Not Yet. Do not raise the bar until you reach the net."
We definitely got in our P.E.
Physics was thrown in as well as we watch the helicopter take off and land dropping off the helicopter skiers above us.
Math was taken care of as we counted the number of "farm animals gates" Cameron skiied around on the mini downhill course.
Health and Nutrition was completed as we ate our candy bar on the lift and talked about why chocolate bar snacks are good for you on while you are skiing, and then why we were going to eat carrots, string cheese and nuts on the way home.
Political Science got a "check" while we listened to Limbaugh on the way up, and Music class was covered at a high volume on the way home!
Next week we'll discuss how Big & Little Cottonwood Canyon's were formed and look at the cloud formations on the drive and we can pass off Geology/Geography too!
We definitely got in our P.E.
Physics was thrown in as well as we watch the helicopter take off and land dropping off the helicopter skiers above us.
Math was taken care of as we counted the number of "farm animals gates" Cameron skiied around on the mini downhill course.
Health and Nutrition was completed as we ate our candy bar on the lift and talked about why chocolate bar snacks are good for you on while you are skiing, and then why we were going to eat carrots, string cheese and nuts on the way home.
Political Science got a "check" while we listened to Limbaugh on the way up, and Music class was covered at a high volume on the way home!
Next week we'll discuss how Big & Little Cottonwood Canyon's were formed and look at the cloud formations on the drive and we can pass off Geology/Geography too!
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