guest post: how to tell your nieces you are moving.

Published by admin on December 19th, 2014 - in All that other Stuff

So my sister is moving to Kansas with her boyfriend and she was really nervous to tell my two girls. She actually wanted ME to do her dirty work. I said no and told her that she should take them out to dinner to bribe them LOL. Here is her story. When she told me all of this, I asked her if she Googled “how to tell kids you are moving” because it sounded like something she had read. She said NO, but now I want to share my story. There are some really great ideas on how to handle this type of news, so we decided to have a guest post. Enjoy :)

 

Guest Blog by M

I am entering to the final 6 month stretch of my 20’s and I am excited to announce that I have a lot of exciting and new adventures coming up in my life. Recently, my boyfriend accepted an amazing job offer out of state and we have made the decision to relocate. This is a big deal for me as I am, what some would consider, a late bloomer. About a year and a half ago, I finally moved out of my parents house that I grew up in for 28 years and moved 30 miles away to live with my boyfriend. Whoa, 30 miles was a big deal but luckily I still see and talk to my parents everyday. Now, a year and half after, what I thought was, the biggest move of my life…I am moving nearly 1300 miles away. I am hesitant, to say the least. I will be leaving my nuclear family whom I see several times as week and speak with on a daily basis. I will be leaving my job that I have been at for over 8 years AND leaving my brother-in-law & sister (AKA the best bosses ever). This is a big deal.

I knew I had to be delicate about informing all of my family members about our plans and our move but I was extremely nervous about telling my two nieces. I have been apart of their lives on a regular basis and I was afraid how they would take the news. What if they get upset? That would make me feel horrible for leaving. What if they didn’t really care? That would make me feel like I don’t even have an influence on them. I knew this had to be taken care of in a very delicate manner.

My sister suggested that I take them out to dinner. Lucky for me, my youngest niece loves the local mexican joint and so I figured I could get a glass of liquid courage as I told them my news.

I have to be honest, I was nervous. I took two big gulps of my margarita and looked at my boyfriend like “ok, you start,” to which he gave me “nope, I am not going to be the bad guy here…you start” look. I have never been this nervous in my life. It was as if I was about to walk in front of a million people and deliver the most important speech of my life. And so here is how that went:

Me: So……we need to talk. 

K: About presents?

Me: No. I have some exciting news. 

M: About Christmas?

Me: No…..Anthony & I are moving! [sort of smiling, but actually sobbing my eyes out]. 

K: Yea, we know. 

Me: What?!? How?!?

K: Mom told us that you might be moving. 

Me: Impossible. 

M: Uh, I didn’t know about this and I am the one who knows about everything before it happens. 

K: Yes, mom said that you guys might move one day. 

Me: Ok, she is right. But just so you know, we are moving far away. Out of state. 

M: Ugh, you are moving too [she is referencing the fact that my other sister just moved out of state a year ago]. 

Me: Yes, but it is a good thing. 

K: [gives me sad pouty lips] So, will you be here for Christmas?

Me: Yes! I don’t leave until February. 

K: What about next Christmas?

Me: Yes!

K: Thanksgiving?

Me: Yes!

K: Children’s Day?

Me: [Looking at M very perplexed] What is Children’s Day?

K: I don’t know but I feel like there should be one. March 23rd. You can send us gifts. 

Me: Ok, I like that….what about me?

M: You can  have a “Bobo Day”. August 1. It’s after school but before school. We can send you gifts. 

Me: OK, this sounds good. 

[At some point during this I have showed them where the state is, answered questions etc. ]

Me: Ok, so I need two big favors from you! First, say LOTS of prayers for me. I am really scared. 

K: If you are afraid then why are you moving?

Me: Sometimes you have to do things that you are afraid of. 

K: Like Tower of Terror?

Me: Ummm, which you chickened out on last weekend?!?!

K: But, if you move will you enter into the Twilight Zone?

Me: NO! That is fake. There is no Twilight Zone in the state I am moving to!….Second thing, I need you to convince your mommy & daddy to come visit me on a regular basis. I will visit you guys but you could come visit us too. 

M: What does your house look like?

Me: Well, we haven’t picked out a house yet. We just found out a week ago; we don’t know where we are moving yet. 

M: [In all of her sarcastic glory] Good plan!

Me: I do know that we will have 3-4 bedrooms and a basement. 

M: Basement? Like a wine cellar?

Me: No, not so much like a wine cellar. 

M: If you made a wine cellar than mom will certainly come visit you. Just saying. I mean, you asked that we help you out, so you help us out. You get the wine cellar, I will get mom to your house. 

Enough said. After this blog, I start my wine cellar plans for the home that we don’t even have yet! :)

Thank you, Hour of Code.

No. Really Thank you.

I was so proud when my 6 year old claimed that she wanted to be a coder when she grows up. You see, her school participated in the Hour of Code this week at school and she coded her own game. I was happy because my husband and I own a web design and digital marketing agency in Orlando. We have always told the girls they could come work for us when they get older, to which they would cringe and tell us they didn’t want to work on websites. Now, my daughter wants to do what we do! I could not be happier. LOL here is how the conversation went……

K: Mom, I want to code, They said that if you are a coder you get to work in a cool office with a ping pong table.

Me: We code at work and we have a cool office.

K: But you don’t have a ping pong table. Plus they give you breakfast and lunch and these desks that move up and down so you can sit or stand up.

Me: Well, we have a TV, Christmas music and cool chairs that has a desk built in; you can even move the desk from the left or right depending on which hand you write with.

K: But mom these cool offices will do your LAUNDRY! Do you do laundry?

Me: Yes. I do your laundry and feed you breakfast, lunch AND dinner. So tell me how that office is any cooler than living here.

K: <facepalm> You just don’t get it. THEY HAVE A PING PONG TABLE.

Me: Are you talking about working at Google?

K: Mrs. Thomason says that at Google you get to play all day in your office.

(Well that explains all the changes in rankings.. LOL just kidding Google)

So, thank you, Hour of Code, for teaching my 6 year old that they ONLY cool place to code is a place with a ping pong table, desks that move, serves you breakfast and lunch and FREAKING does your launder.

Picking my battles…..

A long time ago, when I only had one kid to battle with, she had insisted on wearing a Snow White dress to my sisters college graduation. It was my fault, after all. I told her that she was going to get all pretty like a princess. Apparently, she went through her “princess” collection and decided on Snow White. When I was arguing with my 3 year old (now 11 year old) about changing her outfit, a little saying came to mind.

Pick your battles.

Well, in all honesty, this was a battle that really didn’t need to be fought. So I gave in and let her wear it. Of course, she was the cutest thing there and EVERYONE loved it. I just kept saying “Pick your battles, people. Pick your battles”.

Well yesterday I had to relive that moment, when my (now) 6 year old insisted on wearing a soccer jersey and soccer cleats (2 sizes too big, mind you) to her older sisters soccer practice. Of course, we had a few errands on the way, which included a trip to Best Buy. My oldest said she needed to go to the bathroom so I told her to take her sister. They both came running back and Kaili (my 6 year old) tripped. And. Fell. In her too big cleats. She kept complaining whenever she stepped on it saying how much she hurt. I used this moment as a “teachable” moment to teach her: 1. DO NOT RUN IN THE STORE 2. You should wear shoes that fit 3. Always listen to your mother.

photoWhen we got to soccer practice, Kaili had taken off her shoes. She said she just wanted to sit and watch soccer practice. I said I would carry her since she had no shoes. When I got her and put her in the back of the truck, her ankle was a big as a balloon. Of course, I took her to Centra Care so they could tell me she sprained her ankle. So right now she is on the R.I.C.E. plan…..

Man, it is tough to keep a 6 year old down.

 

I have finally reached my “Magical Status”

Published by admin on October 1st, 2014 - in All that other Stuff

So finally after 11 years, 1 month, 29 days and a few hours, I have FINALLY reached my “Magical Mom” status. Truth be told, I started achieving this status right around August 11, 2003 when my first daughter was born. I showed some signs over the years….

2008
Me: Oooo your sister is going poop in her diaper.
M: How do you know?
Me: I can tell on her face.
M: hmmmmm. WOW mom you were right. How did you know?
Me: I know everything. Never forget that.

2010
Me: M stop doing that!
M: How did you see that?!
Me: I see everything. I have eyes in the back of my head.
M: So does Mrs. S. She told us so.
(DAMNIT! I was so close, but I can’t be so magical when Mrs. S  has the same qualities.)

2013
Me (after school): Hey M, heard Father asked you about the 10 commandments during Mass today.
M: hmph
Me: And you got it wrong?
M: We were talking about the 8th commandment and he walked over to me and asked how many there were. I thought he wanted to know which one were learning about so I said the 8th. Hmph
Me: guess we need to do some studying.
M: How did you know? You weren’t there. Who told you?
Me: I KNOW EVERYTHING.

And finally, the way I earned my status….

September 29, 2014
After school…
Me: K, GREAT Job on your Accelerated Reader test today. 100% That’s AWESOME!
K: Thanks Mom. Hey how did you know? I didn’t tell you.
Me: M, You too! Nice AR test. You got 19 points!
M: Thanks MOM.
K: Wow, you knew we both took AR tests today.
Me: Yes, I know everything.
(A few minutes later)
Me: Hey K. How was lunch today? Conor’s mom did lunch duty right?
K: REALLY?! How do you know this????
Me (serious, slow whisper): K, I said I know everything….
K: WOW, you really are magical, mom!

YES. i finally did it. Now excuse me. They want to know what I want my trophy to say.

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Middle School Dances

My oldest daughter started middle school last week. We have all been very anxious about what middle school brings (I don’t want my baby to grow up too fast). One of the BIG things in the 6th grade is the introduction of school dances. She doesn’t seem like she wants to show how excited she is about it, but I know she is.

The other day at dinner M and Tom had the following conversation:

M: “I heard that the DJ is really loud at school dances.”

Tom: “Dances?!?! (acts surprised) geez when do these start?”

M: “I think in like 2 weeks.”

Tom: “So what goes on at these dances.”

M: “Well my friends and I will probably all stand on the side of the room.”

Yup. That is probably exactly what will happen. Her daddy couldn’t have been prouder.

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