My Real Life

March 5, 2010

Back to the 80’s

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Tonight is the night.

Our spring musical.

It’s been a long road.

But, tonight is the night.

Every year we put on a show that could seriously rival some off-Broadway, and when we did Beauty and the Beast, Broadway shows.

I don’t say it to brag.

I say it because it is true.

This year, we’ve been nervous.

There was a mix-up with the company and the scripts didn’t arrive until the middle of January.

We’ve had tons of snow days and half-days and days where we couldn’t rehearse.

It’s nervewracking.

At this point, it is what it is, and in the end, the kids always pull through.

So, I’m excited for tonight and tomorrow night.

Like, totally excited. (See…I’m getting in the 80’s spirit!)

As the choral director, I have taught the kids all the songs and tonight, I sit in the pit with the band and mouth all the lyrics, in case they get lost.

The pit decided to dress in 80’s duds.

So did I.

Like, Oh my God!

Do you LOVE my blue eye shadow?

I even bought a “Throwback Pepsi” in honor of the occasion!

So, wish that we break a leg, and I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow!

March 4, 2010

Special Treat

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 9:57 pm
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Real Man had a “work dinner” tonight, and so the monkeys and I were on our own.

My first instinct was to pick up wonton soup and rice, because they love it so.

Then, I thought, “You know, these kids are AWESOME.  I think I should give them a real treat.”

So, to Friendly’s we went.

Needless to say, they were beyond thrilled.

I thought I ordered Monkey in the Middle a lemonade. (Yep…I went all out…I didn’t even make them drink milk, like I usually do)

However, looking at this picture, I’m not so sure lemonade is what was in his cup.

As always, the monkeys always cover the spread, in whatever they do.

Baby Monkey ordered this:

Monkey in the Middle ordered this:

Monkey Girl, ever the mediator, ordered this:

Me?

What did I order?

Yeah, that’s right.

I had a plate full of mini-mozzarella sticks.

So what?

For dessert, they each had sundaes. 

I didn’t have enough time to get my iPhone out to get a picture of their desserts before they were gone.

My dessert, however, was the Reese’s Pieces Sundae.

I was seriously considering the seven scoop Reese’s Pieces Sundae.

I can polish it off.

Ask Kim.

She can tell you.

However, in the interest of not setting a horrible eating example for the monkeys, I went with the three scooper.

And polished that off.

The monkeys were SO well-behaved and we had a wonderful time, just chatting about our days.

The boys made me laugh. 

Apparently, they’ve been paying attention to all of the Food Network shows, because they did a little cooking show while we ate.

Hmmm…maybe they’ve just been listening to me in the kitchen.

Although, they had a cute little psuedo-Italian accent like Giada.

Monkey Girl asked if she could please, please, please bring her book, The Titan’s Curse inside, because she knows we don’t read at the table, but she only had four more pages to go.

I said yes.

Who am I to get between a girl and her book?

When she finished, she joined right in on the fun.

We missed Real Man.

I took pictures and e-mailed them to him on his cell.

Yet, it was a great time, and those monkeys deserved the treat.

Come to think of it, so did I!

March 3, 2010

Lest You Think They’re Perfect

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I’ve got a good life going on over here.

I really, really do.

However, I frequently get e-mails from people saying, “How are your kids so happy and well-behaved all the time?”

My friends, they are happy and well-behaved 99.9% of the time.

Yet, they are kids.

Plain and simple.

And kids, (as do adults), have their moments.

So, having already shared with you the Anatomy of a Breakdown, I figured I’d share his latest drama.

Ages 3-4 were Monkey in the Middle’s “Terrible Two’s.”  A year or two late.

And, while they weren’t truly ‘terrible’ they were definitely trying on this Mama’s nerves.

Looks like it’s going to be age 4 that is Baby Monkey’s “Terrible Two’s.”

This morning, Baby Monkey decided I was mean because I wouldn’t let him have a box of Girl Scout cookies for breakfast.

Yesterday, I was mean because I wouldn’t let him sleep under his bed.

Tomorrow, I’ll probably be mean because I won’t let him stick a pencil up his nose.

These days, I’m a mean Mama, and he’s “not my friend anymore.”

And, that’s okay with me, because by the end of the day, he’s asking for seventeen hugs and kisses at bedtime and asking me to snuggle for “two-four minutes.”

It’s all good.

Anyway, I figured that I’d even out the pictures I post of happy monkeys with a picture of Baby Monkey, as I found him this morning, during our Girl-Scout-Cookies-for-breakfast discussion.

It would enrage him to know this, but this picture kinda makes me giggle.

He’s all drama, this one.

March 2, 2010

Woke Up This Morning

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As I woke up this morning and made my way to the kitchen, in the quiet house, I was struck by the sun coming through my living room window.

I don’t claim to be a photographer, and I don’t have a fancy camera with a lens to make this shot all smoky and warm, but I still had to capture the photo, as this particular scene just really put me in the right frame of mind to face the day.

To me, it signified the simplicity of the day, the beginning of something new, and seemed to perfectly capture my home.

I don’t usually get philosphical around here, but it touched me a bit, so I wanted to share.

I’ll be back to my normal goofball self later, I’m sure.

March 1, 2010

Never Alone

Filed under: Uncategorized — Amy @ 9:12 am
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I thought I had done it.

I thought that the monkeys were occupied with something else, and wouldn’t notice that I was going to go to the bathroom.

I thought that, for once, I might be allowed to take care of business like an adult.

Alone.

In private.

Then, it was so quiet, that after I was done, I sat on the edge of the tub, for just a moment.

Listening to the silence.

Then, I saw it.

Reminding me that I am never alone.

And what a wonderful way to be!

(Baby Monkey was kind enough to do a reinactment for me, so that I could snap a picture, because…well, let’s just say that my camera comes with me almost everywhere, but not quite.)

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