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About so many things…

But when it comes to big time parenting decisions, I have to admit that I’m usually up for suggestions. Because… in the beginning, he was just a baby. Things weren’t that hard, really. I mean there was the whole life adjustment thing — the realization that nothing was more important than him…. The giving up of all things selfish  — as if showering once in a while was such a glutenous activity. Full time parent means FULL TIME parent. But after a while… as he grew, crawling — talking — walking — RUNNING… the amount of work I had cut out for me morphed from around the clock survival to more of a set of guidelines. No – Don’t do that — Not a good idea — You can try but it might not work. And, finally, the decision to let him figure it out for himself… and the guilt involved with the outcome — standing on the handlebars of the big-wheel was only going to lead to tears.

We decided to take Will out of school last fall after trying it out for only one week. One week at the school that we thought was “the best”. They agreed — although “advanced” (because there is a benchmark for TODDLERS, for the love of gawd), and nearing the size of a 5 year old, at two and three quarter years old — he was simply too young emotionally. Our departure wasn’t without a disclaimer, however — that if he did stay, they were confident that he would “eventually” like it… which reminded me of when Mr. Sal tastes something, remarks on how disgusting it is and then says “Try this”… Because by then I had already collected my child and was hightailing it through the countryside…. that much more determined to take him out, out and AWAY. And as we released ourselves back onto the beach — back into our daily routines filled with errands, play dates and priceless days together, I was sorry for even thinking about school. But here we are…  right back where we were a year ago… deciding what to do in September.

It would be extremely wrong of me to criticize the institution that we held in such high regard. So, without getting off my high horse (that is sooo very high), let’s just say that we are shopping around again…. We’ve had a change of heart… Because, as I shrug off the parental intimidation, we may have been wrong the first time around… So, let’s NOT LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN.

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I need to write about something. But where to start is kind of escaping me right now. I could write about the weather, which is undeniably boring. Or I could write about how the babysitter was an hour late… and called to see if she should bother showing up at all… and I was all like, UM, YEAH! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? Because it is and isn’t her fault that she’s 19 and therefore does not understand that although it isn’t her fault that she doesn’t have her own car… it still is her fault on every possible level. But now I just remembered that I several other things to do… so the rest of this post is going to have to wait. 

So what did you do today? Did you dance through the streets? Did you brandish the arms? Did you stand guard? Did you talk the talk and walk the walk? Did you?

What’s that? I know, what do I expect? You to have this lavishly preposterous Monday? Well, actually yes. I expect to live vicariously through the people that read this… so GET ON WITH IT. Hey hey… don’t get angry. I’m not pointing any fingers… wait, what? What did I do? Why, LET ME TELL YOU.

I kicked off the day with a typical morning conversation with the doctor’s office — Yes, although they faxed the prescription on April 6th, it was never received. Which is why I don’t have my brain pills.. otherwise tainted as vitamins. Oh no.. never received and I am in complete D deficiency. Call back and leave a message? Why, aren’t I talking to a real person now? Oh, because you only fax and email requests that are left on the voicemail? Am I getting this right? You do realize that you are talking to me right now and you have my file open right in front of your nose… you know this, right? Because IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE.

Then I drove to a local strip mall to have some proposals bound while I took my son to Starbucks. Yes. That’s right. INSANITY. But that’s NOT ALL. First I went to the grocery store and bought lettuce… because I just might have a SALAD. I know. MADNESS.

And then, just before the babysitter called suggesting that she wasn’t going to make it until she felt me tightening my grip on her ponytail — dragging her through the telephone, I thought about throwing in a load of laundry… but then I forgot and sat down to write this glimmer of sparkling genius instead. Now aren’t you happy about that? I mean, what would you have done if you hadn’t read this? All things aside and nonsense about living your life… right? I mean really. And now what? And now WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? I’m going to make dinner because it’s 5:10pm and THAT’S WHAT WE DO AT 5:10pm. And thank GAWD I got all of this out of the way! Because somewhere scattered throughout the fabulousness of this weather trenched day I also did about 3 hours of actual design work. Real work. For real money. Which has left me limp and hanging by a thread… and before you get all manic and curse the gods of MY FOOT WHEN WILL SHE STOP? I’m going. I hope you had a good day too.  

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I took it down.
 
Yes – this is the first time that I have deleted a written For the Birds word. Several Words – actually. Words that, after publishing, made me kinda sick to my stomach. If you missed it, you’re lucky – but if not — I apologize. I am not going to do THAT anymore. And, by that, I mean write weird cryptic empty thoughts about the THINGS that land me into a funk every once in a while. Things like “I am the most selfish person alive.”… and “I DON’T CARE”.

Because, even though this is all about me–which might still make me pretty selfish–I do care (insert big pounding heart). And many many many gobs of oozing love hugs to those that emailed me… I LOVE ALL OF YOU. sniff sniff. okay – now get off of me.

So what happened? Well – several things… things that I am not going to talk about at this particular time and place… because what is important is that THINGS can only get better… And with that, I promise this… Only fun. Only real. Only true. But never THAT.

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