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The kids are great. They are always great. Well-- ok not always, but a lot of the time they are great.
Princess is growing up--- and this is not ok. She was my baby- the little preemie who brought me back down.
Stinky is actually starting to smell now that he is 10.
Peas? is Peas. Enough said. Seriously though- I worry about her. A lot. I see so much of me in her- that I want to grab her and say "its alright. Even if things don't go the way you want--- it is alright they'll turn out in the end.
Pixie is in school full time and she is smarter than I care to admit. She figures things out so quickly watching her brain work is amazing.
LittleDude is not so little anymore. Totally potty trained-- day and night *I swear he has only had 2 overnight accidents- no, don't know how that happened either...it just did.
I'm here. Learning. Trying.. and not always succeeding.
Feelings are hard for me, I feel so disconnected from them- at least my feelings--- other people? I feel their feelings deeply.
Showing posts with label age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label age. Show all posts
How old do you think I am, exactly??
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
I was on the younger side when I started having kids. Princess, my first, will be 10 in a few weeks- and I am 32. 22 years old, these days is really young to start a family- yet my mother at that age already had two kids, and that was normal.
Most of the time the kids do not ask silly questions like "did you have electricity when you were a kid?" generally, they assume that things were the same then as they are now.
The other day though, I was asked if we had one of those cars from the 1960s when I was little- after just discussing that I was born in the 1980s and that that car was from the 1960s.
So I asked the kids what they thought it was like when I was little. There were some interesting answers. They thought we had a milk man. They thought girls always had to wear skirts. Yet 10 minutes later they were asking something relating to calling my mom on her cell phone, email, and internet.
Silly kids. Cell phones are their norm. The internet is the norm. Email is norm. So I told them a story about going to the library and using books-- not Google and about the card catalog. And about the printers with the tooth fed paper.
Most of the time the kids do not ask silly questions like "did you have electricity when you were a kid?" generally, they assume that things were the same then as they are now.
The other day though, I was asked if we had one of those cars from the 1960s when I was little- after just discussing that I was born in the 1980s and that that car was from the 1960s.
So I asked the kids what they thought it was like when I was little. There were some interesting answers. They thought we had a milk man. They thought girls always had to wear skirts. Yet 10 minutes later they were asking something relating to calling my mom on her cell phone, email, and internet.
Silly kids. Cell phones are their norm. The internet is the norm. Email is norm. So I told them a story about going to the library and using books-- not Google and about the card catalog. And about the printers with the tooth fed paper.
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