Ramblings of a Suburban Mom

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

I must be getting old!

Okay, I am going to type in orange today to make myself feel better. I am getting old. I have 4 children and one of them turns 10 today. No big deal,right? Except that, I have 3 out of 4 children who are double digits!! That makes me old! I don't know where the time went. It seems like yesterday that I was in high school and trying to come up with reasons to get out of high school for the day. (Okay, so maybe not yesterday, but not too long ago!) How in the world did I get two teenagers, a 10 year old, an almost 7 year old, a dog, a house and a husband? I feel like Sybil- I wake up as someone else! I must be the only person alive that dreads their children's birthday's more than my own. I should look at this as a positive thing- for example--- Holy cow, I have had all these kids for all these years and I haven't done anything to permanently damage one of them yet! (Okay, so the jury is still out on Janson- I did drop him on his head when he was little) Oh well, life goes on. They will all grow up and leave me and then I am stuck here with a house, a dog and a husband. (Just kidding, honey!) All of you people out there who have already undergone this part of your life where your kids have flown the coop, email me and tell me how great it is, okay? I just don't want to be one of those people who have nothing to say to each other because their main topic of conversation(the kids) are no longer there on a daily basis. Of course, I want my kids to do well and leave the nest. I just don't want them to make their nests in another state. I think my mom and dad are kind of bored with life without children. My mom calls me a lot! So, I put this challenge out there for you and me and anyone who reads this....Go make a conversation with your partner that does not include children, money or any cartoon currently on television. I guess I should end this with a Happy Birthday to my little girl----Even if she is growing without my permission.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Shall we blog?

And so the blog begins....And of course, I am suddenly out of things to say. I will start with the small stuff-my name, my children, my life. My name is Erin and I am a mom to four lovely children who range in age from 15 to 6. I live in the middle of Suburbia in the beautiful state of Pennsylvania. (Feel free to make fun of my state and say we are all Amish and stuff- I'm not that sensitive.) I have a great husband that works for the county in which we reside. We have a wacko dog that thinks he is human and who is currently grounded from taking walks and the television show, Starting Over. Laugh if you want, but let me tell you, this dog is hurt by that grounding. He got into the trash while we were out of the house and I grounded him. It was only for one week, but then he talked back to me- aka growled- when I yelled at him, so I made it for two. Truth be told, he is one of my best buddies. We do lots of fun stuff together like playing frisbee, taking walks and even when the mundane chores become inevitable, he is there for me. He doesn't help, but he's there. Back to my real children...they are pretty darn cool. I have 2 sons- one that I baked and one that I got in a bonus program when I got married. I have 2 daughters- both baked. There is a huge difference in raising boys and girls. Boys are kind of easy going (at least this is true of my boys) but my girls are these whirling-dirvishes of drama and activity. (Whirling-dirvish is a word because it was used in the Sound of Music.) Did I mention that it was my dream to be the next Julie Andrews. I fancied a life of singing on mountains, being the queen of Genovia...I ended up being the queen of a very tiny area called Suburbia. Truly, I am the queen- my daughter tells me that I am the Queen of Everything! If I am the Queen of Everything, she is the Princess of quite a bit! Well, more on that later- I hear the pitter patter of crutches. (DD number one busted her knee cap)