Happy Valentine’s Day!

by Lynnae on February 14, 2012

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Valentine’s Day. The day for cards for classmates and classroom parties with lots of treats. Oh the things I forgot about having a child in school!

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Since I was out of town last week, Valentine’s Day just snuck up on me. So yesterday, I found myself at Walmart, digging through the picked over boxes of valentines, looking for something that met my son’s criteria:

  • Not girly
  • Not so manly that the girls wouldn’t appreciate the cards
  • Not dumb

Do you know how difficult it is to find cards that meet those standards on the day before Valentine’s Day? (Mental note: plan ahead next year). I finally found some zoo animal hologram cards. At first my son thought they were dumb, but then he noticed that the animals “moved” when he looked at the cards from different angles. He decided the fact that they were holograms made them cool.

Great, I had the valentines taken care of. On to party planning.

Bug’s school has this cool web portal, where I can see all the homework and class notes for the week. Unfortunately, it’s not useful if you don’t look at it. I looked at it…after I went shopping for valentines.

What did I find? The class is having a valentines party, and all the kids are encouraged to bring snacks or drinks. Great! I don’t mind sending snacks, but when it’s 2:00 in the afternoon, and the kids are headed different directions that night, I panic a little. Just a little though.

I was browsing Pinterest right before I looked at the schools web portal, and I had seen Tara’s cute heart shaped, white chocolate covered rice krispie treats. Yum!

Now I didn’t have time to get that fancy, but I stopped by the store, picked up rice krispie treat supplies, and made red rice krispie treats with valentine colored m&ms. Bug thought they were cool, and that’s all that mattered.

So, we have Valentine’s Day success! The boy has valentines and a fancy looking treat for his class party. Now I can kick back and enjoy the day!

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Regaining Perspective

by Lynnae on February 13, 2012

Last week I left my kids with my husband and their grandparents for a quick trip to Walmart headquarters with some of the other Walmart Moms. I returned mentally invigorated with lots of new ideas for my blog, but physically exhausted from no sleep and a nasty head cold.

After taking it easy for a few days, I returned to my normal self last night. I couldn’t wait to get started on my work! I had to wait for the toddler to go to bed, though, because it’s nearly impossible to work when the toddler is up. Those of you with toddlers are not surprised.

As I was getting ready to put Boo to bed, Bug asked if we could play a game. I’d like to say I’m the perfect parent and always remember to take time to play games with my kids. But I’m not perfect, and I fall prey to losing perspective frequently.

After trying to convince Bug that I really needed to work, I caved to his begging and played a couple of rounds of Guess Who? That seemed to appease him, so I flipped open my laptop and got to work.

I was in the middle of a project, when Bug came into the room and asked if I had heard his “weird piano playing.” I told him that sadly, I had not heard it from across the house.

He asked, “Can you please come here me play?”

What I should have said was, “Absolutely! I’d love to hear you play!” Oh to rewind life. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could have do-overs?

Instead, I complained that I really needed to work, and I couldn’t just jump up and down all night. My husband heard the commotion. After hearing me explain what happened, he asked me a pointed question.

“Why did you want to work from home?”

Yikes. Why did I want to work from home? The answer? So I could be there for my kids.

So I could be there for my kids.

What good is working from home, if I forget the reason I’m doing it in the first place? I called Bug back into the room and told him that I just needed to focus for a few more minutes, so if he’d take his shower really quickly, I’d listen to him play as soon as he was finished.

He bounced off to take his shower, happy as a clam. And fifteen minutes later, I heard his “weird piano playing.” It was quite good. And Bug was thrilled to show off.

Thank goodness for a husband who loves me enough to be honest with me! I’ve regained my perspective, and all is right with the world!

*Disclosure: Walmart Moms trip was paid for by Walmart.

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The Importance of Asking for Help

by Lynnae on February 9, 2012

I hate to ask for help. Absolutely hate it. You know how people make fun of men for refusing to ask for directions? Well, that’s me. I like to figure things out on my own, do things on my own, and make believe that I can do it all myself.

Confession: I can’t.

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The last couple of weeks have been insane. I knew they’d be crazy, because I had deadlines to meet, a birthday to celebrate, and a trip across the country to take. And then with little notice, we sent Bug back to school, so I had school supplies to buy and school forms to sign. And then Boo’s caseworker called, and we needed to squeeze in an appointment the day before I left town.

I was overwhelmed, to say the least.

Fortunately help was offered, and help arrived, in the form of my aunt and uncle. Way back when my trip out of town was first planned, they offered to come up and help my husband with the kids. It was tempting to say no, that we could handle it, but in the back of my mind, I knew we could use some extra hands on deck. So I said yes.

When they arrived on Monday, I was frenetic, trying to get everything done before my trip. My uncle not-so-subtly took over the kitchen and got lunch and dinner going. My aunt took over entertaining Boo, and I was able to get things done. I was blessed.

And you know what? They were blessed by blessing me. Had I turned down their offer of help, they would have missed out on spending time with the kids.

God wants us to ask for help when we need it. It allows us to learn to receive. To receive blessings from others and from God. And it allows others to feel the satisfaction of blessing us. He created us to need each other. So never be ashamed to ask for help. You’re supposed to! That’s a lesson I had a hard time learning, but I’m glad I finally got it!

Photo by mcdlttx.

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