10 Commandments

Lately I've been seeing the 10 Commandments in magnetic form on the back of peoples' cars. Seriously, this week alone, I've seen it on 3 cars, and its only Tuesday. I don't get it. I just really don't. Is it supposed to remind people on their way to wherever it is that they're going, to be good when they get there? Its just such a strange thing to put on a car. 

I was squinting, trying to read the list in traffic this morning, I thought I knew all 10, but kept coming up 2 short. I wasn't wearing my glasses so I couldn't see. I'll google it later.

 

Mother's Day

Can we talk for a second about Mother's Day? This is such a fantastical holiday that I adore on so many levels. To begin with, I will share my Mother's Day so far:

1. Got to sleep late

2. Starbucks cinnamon infused coffee in bed

3. Eggs Benedict Florentine (made by my husband)

4. Home made cards from my brood

5. A dozen pink roses and a pair of earrings I've been wanting for a few weeks.

  The earrings I had seen in a store but didn't get. I mentioned them to L but I figured that he probably wasn't listening, and even if he was, he wouldn't remember the earrings or conversation itself for more than about 3 minutes after I left the room. With his in mind, I shared with O that I saw a beautiful pair of earrings, and what store I saw them in. If there is one of my sons that I can rely on with this type of info, its O. You'll commonly hear O make comments like: "You look beautiful in that dress mom" or yesterday as 2 dogs were being married in a movie he was watching I heard this "I'm glad they're getting married V, because they love each other so much!" It worked, he hounded L relentlessly to take him to the store and low and behold, my new earrings are sitting on the dresser.

  Mainly though, I just love Mother's Day because it isn't destined to fail the way many other holidays are. Like Valentine's Day when you get the wilted flowers because L forgot to go early enough to have a nice selection of fresh ones. Or he brings the candy with nuts and milk chocolate instead of dark. But Mother's Day is different. Of course the boys need L's help but for the most part, the things I get are perfect. 

  Nothing they ever give or make me is even slightly wrong because its from them, and they worked so hard to get make it / plant it / color it for me. The cards I got today included Toy Story 3 stickers, sparkly ice cream cone stickers, and a portrait of me (done by my sweet O) that made me look like a purple ameba. But these are the things that I love the most, and will still have 20 years from now, long after my new earrings are gone.

Communism and children

So I have 3 sons, V is almost 8, O is 4, and R just turned 3. I had V when I was fairly young (and unmarried...but that's a post for another day). When it was just V and me- things were lovely. He listened to me all the time, was super smart and fantastically well behaved. Then O and R came along, and don't get me wrong, I adore my 3 little minions more than words can say but now that I am a bit older (30 to be specific, I almost killed myself on my last birthday, but that too I will save for another post) I have realized some stuff. One of which being that when you have multiple offspring, communism is really the only way to manage things.

  For example, yesterday on the way home from preschool, O and R found a bag of frosted mini wheats in the car. One ziplock bag - 2 brothers.....dun dun dun. Immediately they began to bicker and argue. My solution: give mommy the bag and each child received 5, and only 5 mini wheats. Communism, with a splash of dictatorship. There were more mini wheats in the bag, but as 5 was the number I had decided on, 5 was it. 

  Communism works on so many levels. Each child gets the same number of Christmas gifts. At the McDonalds drive through: "Hi I need 3 happy meals, all for boys, and the same toy in all 3 please." At the bank window, "Would your boys like a sucker?" (that's what people call lollipops here). "Why yes thanks, all 3 the same color please".

    Don't get me wrong, it fails sometimes. This is most often seen when one brother loses or breaks his toy, and then immediately claims that the one which is lost or broken is his brothers, and his is in fact the intact, non lost toy. This can be tricky to negotiate because all 3 boys do have the exact same toy, so this is a judgment call, but really no system is perfect so what can you do?

Just some random stuff

So last night, I threw away 3/4 of a container of Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk. After I felt confident that I had indeed fished out every dark chocolate chunk, as well as all of the chocolate covered almonds, I threw it away. Who are the people that eat the white chocolate and walnuts?

  These ingredients seem to me like filler. Its like a bouquet with carnations and daisies. No one actually likes carnations or daisies. They are just crammed in there taking up space so your bouquet doesn't look sparse. Or like water chess nuts- I don't know anyone who enjoys water chess nuts. I know there are some lower maintenance  people who eat them (unlike myself, I shovel them all to one side of my plate and I only do that if my server tells me that I can't order my dish without them all together), but no one actually likes them. Do they?

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