Lehn Life: May 2009

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Word words words

There was a lot of talking going on in our house last night. All three boys. Mike was apparently writing code in his sleep, because I heard all about the parameters, and the number 30 was extremely important somehow. That, and he also told Jack not to spill on the new carpet. Jack was fast asleep yelling “Ethan, it’s not fair!” and “I’m thirsty!” to the world in general, whereas Ethan was just incoherently mumble-shouting periodically. I have no idea whether I joined the sleep conversations in my few snatched minutes of slumber. They all woke up looking pretty refreshed... me, not so much.

I read a passage recently and I will (pitifully) attempt to paraphrase it here. The author was speaking about growing old, and how it starts off with you waking up and thinking, “gosh I look tired today”. It’s a process so gradual that before you know it, you’ve thought you looked tired for a year or more and you have to realize that – you guessed it – you are actually old. I had to quickly breeze over that part of the book because it felt a little too real. Age 35 has hit and there is no helping the bags under my eyes or the endless new grey hairs appearing on my head!

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Ethan can read now. Which is - don't get me wrong - awesome, but also presents parenting problems. I always said I'd never lie to my kids but sometimes it was really handy when they couldn't understand something I was trying to say to another grown-up. Now I can't speak French, spell something out or even write it down to get around him knowing what I'm saying. Darn kid's too smart.

And speaking of smart, Jack had his kindergarten orientation. So so cute. He already thinks he owns the school, of course. The principal asked why we had bothered to come; Jack didn't need to be "oriented"! But he is ecstatic to practice his first "homework": the exercise book they gave them to get ready for kindergarten. He can't wait to give it to Madame and he has been working hard on it every night.

All right. Better foster these kids' smarts and actually get them to school on time!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Did It!

So I started off on Saturday like this:

And an hour later, 9 inches shorter and about a hundred pounds lighter, I ended up like this:

I was going to name this post "Cancer Kids will Wear my Hair" but that sounded all wrong so then I was going to try "Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow" but I realized I was probably the only one who would laugh at that. If anyone else has long lovely locks they would like to donate to a good cause, let me know and I can hook you up. Which just made me sound like a dealer, and a hair dealer is just weird and is totally something I am not. Anyway.
The downfall to all this is that I actually have to do something with my hair in the mornings now. Ethan asked me what I am going to do now that I can't do a ponytail anymore (Yikes! I don't know! There may be a lot of hats in my future for early-morning school drop-off) and Jack told me I "looked gooder with long hair" (because he's tactful like that). And as for Mike, I think he's still hoping my hair grows fast. But everyone else on the planet seems to think it's a good look for me

so I rocked it at the casino on Saturday night. And by rocked it I mean that I played $20 worth of slots ($20 x 10 minutes = $0) and then went back to the room for wine, cheese and pyjamas.
It was a good weekend!