A. 9 hours. She woke up in the morning, discovered her tooth was loose and immediately grabbed an apple and started eating it. Then she went for the floss and had Jason tie it around her tooth and the doorknob and slam the door. In the middle of this was me saying "Mara, just give it time, it will come out on its own when it's ready." She responded by saying "Mom, why does everything always have to be YOUR way." I proceeded to suck back my anger and respond in appropriate mother fashion. The second go-round of floss and slamming doors did the trick. Jason appropriately commented "She has the patience of a Gough." For any of you who are familiar with Jason's dad or any of those with Gough DNA, you'll know exactly what this means. Mara, of course, had to rub it in by saying "See mom!". And I smiled all the while thinking about how this will evolve in her teenage years. ("You don't know anything mom, I'm not going to listen to you, remember the time with my first loose tooth . . ."she has an incredible memory.)
Q. What did I lie about in my blog last week?
A. Well, you know how I was "jokingly" talking about my friendlessness? I made the comment that we would spend the days off from school all alone. Well, that was a lie. We actually were somewhat popular this weekend. I know, surprise, surprise. Thursday we did hang out by ourselves and went to the LDS Church History Museum to enjoy an interactive display "I am a Child of God." Then we went to Temple Square, the SLC Library and Jason's new office. Friday we went WITH FRIENDS (yeah) to Cabela's and Ikea. The kids had a blast and so did us moms. Thanks to Rachel. Then Saturday we went to Santaquin for a hayride, a trip to the pumpkin patch and a visit with the friendly Santaquin police officer who kindly broke into my car for me and got my keys out. We had icecream and even Shea made a guest appearance. I saw her long enough to bulldoze her with my unneccessary opinions and then we ended with nice dinner at Cracker Barrell. We had a blast with Morgan, Esther and Sariah. The only downside was when Eden walked in front of the waiter and was taken down and got a fat lip. Live and learn child! (JK) Then Monday we hiked up to Stuart Falls with Brooke and Kate. It was GORGEOUS, perfect weather, wonderful. The kids did great. At one point the wind blew and leaves were raining down. I can't describe the beauty of it. (I'll post pictures once I get some from Brooke--thanks Brooke.) SO thanks to all of my friends (right?) who humor me.
Q. Why is it that I am apparently unfit to be a mother of girls?
A. Here is a little background info: Today I was visiting with a couple ladies and one lady (mother to 4 girls) commented on how when her children were younger she worried that if she died who would do their hair. REALLY? I have NEVER even thought of that. NEVER. And I will still never worry about that. The other lady, who was recently out of town for 2 weeks, told us how her neighbor (sweet older lady) came over every morning before school to do her daughters' hair. (2 girls: 7,10) Here is a typical morning for me: "Mara go spray your hair with detangler and brush it." Done. Once every couple weeks I will actually "do" her hair. Not that I do that much. Today I was proud of myself for putting in ponytails, get this, with bows. She came home with her hair down. But, since I reminded her this morning that I had paid for those bows, she did bring them home. She's learning. Evidently I am missing some pertinent genetic information that makes me a girl. These women also discussed how long they take to curl/do their own hair and how their sons and husbands help hold curling irons and curl the back. It's not that I wasn't taught correctly. My first grade teacher nicknamed me "ribbon girl" because I always had ribbons in my hair. Thanks to my mom. Too bad she didn't pass that necessary information on to me. Because I am failing people. FAILING.
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What are you complaining about? Social butterfly.
Of COURSE you are my friend. :)
I SO hear you on the hair thing. I never mastered the art of doing hair. I try to put in ponytails from time to time, but I have long since given up on anything fancy. Well, every now and then I get in the mood, and I try, but it looks bad after, oh, about 10 minutes. I had to go and have 3 girls, all who have hair that never looks brushed. Poor kids. If I die, they will do their hair, or Jeff will do it. I am not too worried about it.
those pictures are so cute! you can borrow some of my bows if that's the only reason you don't do your poor girls' hair. i mean, come one, you want them to have friends too, right? i'll send the bows right away...
Averi's hit that charming know-it-all phase, too, you know, where she thinks she knows more than Jeff and I.
Hey, I rarely do Averi's hair, either. Not even once a month! :o/ Oh, well.
Ha ha! It would never occur to me that having someone to do your little girls' hair would be a concern in the event of an untimely demise. Weird. I don't think my mom ever did my hair, beyond keeping it clean and brushed. Maybe that's why I turned out like THIS. And why I'm useless with hair. Maybe it's best if I only have boys.
And I didn't believe you when you said you didn't have any friends. :)
I love that story about Mara's tooth. I can't believe she was willing to do the whole door thing. When I was little (or probably even now) I would have rather let it be loose for a month than resort to that. She's a tough kid!
Even my friend that is a hairdresser doesn't do her girl's hair every day. Life is busy and if hair is the only cause for complaint your girl's have than I would say you are doing pretty good.
I used to worry about not being maternal enough (although in certain ways I am very girly). In the end, I realize that I am the way I am for a reason and that my family and the Lord loves me for it. I think it is the same with you. Plus, think of all the time you spend giving to the community around you. That wouldn't be possible if you spent hours each day on hair!
Seriously, just shave their heads - it will grow back:) Heaven forbid that a DAD could actually figure out how to do girl hair, right? Since it's such a mysterious art and all...
I do their hair, but I lack talent for braiding and such (too bad, cuz my girls have AWESOME hair). That's what bobs are for, right?
I must admit to being a bit concerned about my girls' appearance when I am gone. I try to hide all their "play [junky, non-mtaching] clothes" and set up the dresser Garanimals style and hope for the best.
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