I have a very special true and honest friend who would do anything for me, and I would do anything for her as well.
My babysitter had to drop my child off at school with me yesterday at 12:30 because she had to go to the dentist and have a wisdom tooth pulled. Which means that she couldn't watch him today. And I still have to work.
I can't really bring him back to work with me today, so I had to find a new place for him to play today.
I called one friend that has a little girl the same age as my Little Man, but today is one of the two days she has to work this week. Argh.
And then, as much as I didn't want to impose on her, I had to call my other friend, who loves my child like her own, but I didn't want to mess with her school schedule either. But, she offered before I even had to ask, because she's just that good a person. Even though everyone at her house doesn't feel great, she still is willing to take on an almost two-year old along with her own baby. This is why she is so great.
I'm very thankful that today is a short day, so I don't have to impose on her for too long, just until after lunch. I just hope nothing gets broken that she is really attached to.
Who is this wonderful person?
As if you didn't already know, it's Amanda Sue!
THANK YOU AMANDA SUE!!!
Friday, April 21, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
Caller ID People
On my phone, we have Caller ID. In fact, it's on my cell phone as well. I really enjoy the fact that when the phone rings, I can know who it is before I pick it up. And if I don't know who it is, I don't have to pick it up, or I can pick it up and not give away any information that I don't have to. I really like to pick up the phone yelling and screaming when it is my mother-in-law calling, but that's because she thinks her grandson is perfect, and I like to remind her that he's not.
Either way, there are two types of people that have caller ID.
I am a person of the first type. I come home from being out and look at the phone just to see who, if anyone, called. If they called and didn't leave a message, then no big deal, they didn't want to really talk that bad. If they leave a message, then I'll call them back.
A person of the second type doesn't do that. If they miss a call, especially one on their cellphone, they will call the number back just to see who it was, even if no message was left. And, they'll call back no matter what time it is. It is interesting to find out which type of people your friends and co-workers are.
Last night, at about ten, the phone rang, and being that I knew the name that came up, I answered it, not very nicely.
Me : "Hello?"
Him: "Who's this?"
Like he has the right to ask me this... I'm not the one who dialed the number, buster.
Me: "Michelle." Very flat now, because, again, this is after my bed time!
Him: "Oh." Uncomfortable silence.
Me: "What?"
Him: "I'm trying to figure out who called me from this number."
Since I knew who it was, because I also have Caller ID, I pressed on.
Me: "It was probably my husband."
Him: "Umm... " More silence. "OHhhhhh!!!"
And then he figures it out. That he knows a Michelle and Husband, that it's okay that this number called his cellphone, and that he probably shouldn't have called a house with an infant at ten at night. I handed the phone to the hubby, who confirmed that it was his phone call, for work related reasons, and then they got off the phone.
To which I said, "Oh, so he's one of THOSE kind of people."
Either way, there are two types of people that have caller ID.
I am a person of the first type. I come home from being out and look at the phone just to see who, if anyone, called. If they called and didn't leave a message, then no big deal, they didn't want to really talk that bad. If they leave a message, then I'll call them back.
A person of the second type doesn't do that. If they miss a call, especially one on their cellphone, they will call the number back just to see who it was, even if no message was left. And, they'll call back no matter what time it is. It is interesting to find out which type of people your friends and co-workers are.
Last night, at about ten, the phone rang, and being that I knew the name that came up, I answered it, not very nicely.
Me : "Hello?"
Him: "Who's this?"
Like he has the right to ask me this... I'm not the one who dialed the number, buster.
Me: "Michelle." Very flat now, because, again, this is after my bed time!
Him: "Oh." Uncomfortable silence.
Me: "What?"
Him: "I'm trying to figure out who called me from this number."
Since I knew who it was, because I also have Caller ID, I pressed on.
Me: "It was probably my husband."
Him: "Umm... " More silence. "OHhhhhh!!!"
And then he figures it out. That he knows a Michelle and Husband, that it's okay that this number called his cellphone, and that he probably shouldn't have called a house with an infant at ten at night. I handed the phone to the hubby, who confirmed that it was his phone call, for work related reasons, and then they got off the phone.
To which I said, "Oh, so he's one of THOSE kind of people."
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Pete, meet Re-Pete
My child is at the point where he likes to repeat everything we say. He also likes to sing with Mommy in the car on the way to and from school. He loves to read books and tell you what he thinks the pictures mean, and he likes to repeat his favorite parts of stories or songs or rhymes to himself when he thinks that no one is listening. This is also when I find him counting the most, when he thinks that no one can hear him. He’s also gotten pretty good at whispering. Especially if you ask him to tell someone else something, that’s when he’ll whisper. Twerp.
When Little Man was born, I went and bought some Veggie Tales Kid Songs cds so that I could listen to some of the songs from when I was a kid and remember them enough to sing with him. The problem is, most of the songs are either new to me, or a different version of the song I remember. It’s kind of frustrating.
Then at the sitter’s, they’ve been reading a lot of books that have old rhymes and such that I used to know, but now I can’t remember them all. It’s annoying. The one that we’re stuck on right now is the one about the monkeys jumping on the bed and calling the doctor. Little Man can tell you really well what the doctor said. We also know about the Wheels on the Bus and such, but I am now having a mental block.
What was your favorite nursery rhyme or just plain non-rhyming rhyme that you would “sing” when you were a kid or that you taught your kids? I know there are so many that I "know", but I can’t think about them right now. I knew so many in high school when I was babysitting and teaching two-year old Sunday School classes, but now my brain has replaced those memories with things it felt were more important. But, importance has become a relevance-based concept now, and this idea is more important to me now than names of educational psychologists and such from college classes.
So, a little help? Anyone?
When Little Man was born, I went and bought some Veggie Tales Kid Songs cds so that I could listen to some of the songs from when I was a kid and remember them enough to sing with him. The problem is, most of the songs are either new to me, or a different version of the song I remember. It’s kind of frustrating.
Then at the sitter’s, they’ve been reading a lot of books that have old rhymes and such that I used to know, but now I can’t remember them all. It’s annoying. The one that we’re stuck on right now is the one about the monkeys jumping on the bed and calling the doctor. Little Man can tell you really well what the doctor said. We also know about the Wheels on the Bus and such, but I am now having a mental block.
What was your favorite nursery rhyme or just plain non-rhyming rhyme that you would “sing” when you were a kid or that you taught your kids? I know there are so many that I "know", but I can’t think about them right now. I knew so many in high school when I was babysitting and teaching two-year old Sunday School classes, but now my brain has replaced those memories with things it felt were more important. But, importance has become a relevance-based concept now, and this idea is more important to me now than names of educational psychologists and such from college classes.
So, a little help? Anyone?
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Disclaimers
Have you ever listened to any of the radio commercials for a certain fast food chain's Dollar Menu? It's all about "lovin' " all the things that are just a buck. Then, at the end of each commercial, the disclaimer comes on and says, "Prices and participation may vary." What? You mean that the burger on the Dollar Menu could be a buck fifty? Is that what they mean? Because if that's going to be the case, and we can change the price, then I'd like it to be cheaper. I'd like mine to be a Quarter Menu, if we could. If not, then let the Dollar Menu be the Dollar Menu. Plain and simple.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Resourcefulness
My husband's definition of being resourceful is putting the remaining packets of ketchup from the dinner he brought home tonight into our ketchup bottle in the fridge. And then being proud of it because it filled it back up to the top.
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