Shortest update ever.
Sorry, a day late.
Got my hoop.
Lost 1.6 pounds.
Moving this week.
But within 10.2 pounds of my goal!
What? You don’t have a Naptime is Over Pep Me Up playlist? I didn’t have one before today either. I was contemplating not getting my kids up from naptime/quiet time/rest time/leave me alone or else time until Andrew came home from work. It’s been, what should I say, craptastic, around here lately as far as attitudes from the kids towards anyone foolish enough to think that they’re in a position of authority over them and toward each other.
I know that a good parent who had a healthy dose of parental guilt/responsibility would say that the children have been reflecting their own poor attitudes and responses and that if they clean up their own behavior then the kids will follow suit. Well, that’s nice, but not what we have going on here. Here are three examples with identification withheld.
Example 1: A Conversation Between Parents
“What’s the best word to describe This Child?”
“I don’t know. Feral?”
Example 2: Tattling (which is an all! new! problem!)
Offended Party: “My Sibling bited me!”
Guilty Sibling: Shrug, “the bitee interrupted my reading”
Me: “Reading?! That’s a toy catalog!”
Guilty Sibling: Shrug.
Example 3: Futile Resistance
Reasonable and Friendly Parent: “Come here, Particular Child.”
Particular Child: No! I won’t! I don’t want to! NOOOOOO!” Run in the opposite direction, fall to the floor with much weeping, wailing, flailing, and gnashing of teeth and then moving quickly into shrieking and kicking.
So, if you don’t have a Naptime Is Over Pep Me Up Playlist then you probably don’t have those things going on. Now, I am a far from perfect parent, but I promise you that I never act feral, throw myself screaming to floor, or bite my children for interrupting me. My flaws are legion, but they’re not those. Maybe you’ll understand given all that why I was reluctant to get my kids up today. I decided I needed a Naptime is Over Pep Me Up playlist and that I needed to make it today before I got the kids up. Procrastination is a beautiful thing, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
It turned into a fun Facebook conversation and I had a few inquiries and a challenge (Hi, Scoop!) about posting my playlist. So, this is what I ended up with. I’m sure there are techy fun ways I could share this with you, but the one I have chosen tonight for speed and convenience is called……typing it out. I purposefully kept the list fairly upbeat and a balance with the slower songs, child-friendly, and short. My iTunes is telling me that it is 28.8 minutes long and if you’d like to replicate it for your own listening pleasure (which I recommend, but get no reimbursement for) there are two Christian songs on there but nothing that’s going to bash you over the head.
1. “I Won’t Back Down” by Tom Petty
2. “Exactly” by Amy Steinberg
3. “Brave” by Jaime O’Neal
4. “Feeling Groovy” by Simon & Garfunkel
5. “Oh, Happiness” by The David Crowder Band
6. “Shine” by Keith Urban
7. “For the Moments I Feel Faint” by Relient K
8. “Find the Beat Again” by Sugarland
Enjoy! Wish me well! Share a great song that I missed!
Try to identify my kids from the scenarios above.
For the most part, I think it’s always better to create your own pithy sayings, but the truth is, that sometimes someone else has already said it better than you can, in a more well known way, and it’s easier just to
desecrate plagarize co-opt tweak their brilliance to make your own point. You know, like the version of the serenity prayer that includes something about burying bodies and all that “Keep Calm and Whatever” paraphernalia.
Apparently, I’m feeling a little snarky tonight as I’m still tossing around ideas about how to write about post-adoption support without alienating every person I’ve ever known.
This is what I came up with. It made me giggle and so I’m presenting it to you. It isn’t really funny, not in the “share this with your buddies” kind of way…unless you have buddies like mine who have become jaded to the adoption establishment of Happiness Or Else!
All credit for original brilliance to Suzanne Collins.