Between preparing for Cricket’s birthday party and participating in the follow party hosted by Charlotte Castle on Facebook yesterday, I’m feeling a bit zombified today. The follow party was great fun – I’ve made some new friends, gained some new followers, and had some great conversations. But this zombie feeling isn’t likely to let up soon – Cricket’s party is tomorrow and I still have lots to do yet. I’m taking a break for now, though. I need a good nap.
I’m still struggling to believe that come Monday, Cricket will be two years old. It seems like just yesterday we brought him home from the hospital, all excited and filled with joy at the prospect of the new life that was ours to mold. I must admit, my favorite part of having kids with Seymour (namely, Cricket and Thumper) is that we don’t have to share them with anyone else (Tadpole and Tomcat each come from previous marriages and, while we normally get along pretty well with our exes, there are always times when things don’t go the way we would like them to go or when we don’t get to have the kids when we would like to have them because they’re with their other parents – it’s just part of being divorced). For instance, Tomcat and Tadpole are with their other parents this weekend and as far as I know will not be able to come to Cricket’s party tomorrow. It’s a disappointment, but it comes with the territory when you’re a divorced parent. That’s just the way life goes.
Anyway, my boys are getting so big that it’s hard to believe. In just over a month I’ll be doing all this again in preparation for Thumper’s first birthday! To be honest, I’m just glad he’s made it to his birthday because when he was born, we weren’t sure he would. His birth was vastly different from his brother’s – instead of a joyful event full of smiles and visitors, it was an anxiety-ridden event full of worry and panic. It all seems like such a long time ago, but at the same time, it feels like only yesterday. It’s funny how time pulls that off.
And now, to nap. Don’t forget to stop back Monday, when I’ll be kicking off four days of posts featuring Lisa McKay and her latest book, Love at the Speed of Email! You won’t want to miss it!
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
It seems like I was only changing my daughter’s toxic nappies a couple of days ago, and now I’m giving her driving lessons and forbidding her from wearing mini skirts.
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I know just what you mean, as Tomcat will be nine in September and Tadpole will be ten in December. It seems like only yesterday when I brought my tiny little Tomcat home from the hospital, yet he’ll start third grade this fall. Both of them seem to think they’re going on 16, though. Kids these days, I tell ya. 😀
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And why do big grown-up girls suddenly revert to little babies once more when there’s something icky to wipe off the windscreen of the car?
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I’m still trying to figure out why my nine-year-old refuses to go anywhere near her boots three hours after any and all spiders within the vicinity of them have been vanquished and sent to the underworld. On the off chance that I figure it out, I’ll report my findings amd let you know. 😉
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What is it with girls and spiders? Now Daleks – they’re scary.
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Alas, I know nothing of Daleks. They’re a Dr. Who thing, correct? I’ve never actually watched the show, so I can’t say if I’m a fan or no.
Hey, that rhymes! I’m so easily amused. 🙂
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If you ever do watch it, make sure you have a very large sofa to hide behind if the dreaded Daleks make an entrance. They’re even more scary than taking my daughter for a driving lesson.
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Teenage drivers – the stuff horror movies are made of! I’ll have two of them in my house in a few short years and about the time I get rid of them, the next two will be demanding the keys. As I have three boys, do you suppose a Dalek encounter might be preferable to giving my sons driving lessons? *looks hopeful* 😛
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Definately. The pain will only be short lived.
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I can’t believe it’s been two years and one year, respectively!! Happy birthday(s) to Cricket and Thumper!!
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I know, right? I can’t believe how big they’re getting! Thumper will soon be walking on his own and then I’ll really be in trouble! 🙂
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