Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Blessings and a "Hilarious" Girl

Please tell me I'm not alone on this one. I miss my kids while they're at school. Can't wait for them to get home so I can gush their cheeks. But, oh! my! gosh! 4-6p.m. kicks my tail. No matter how much I plan, prepare, gear up for it, know it's about to happen---those two hours still manage to waylay me. I stand in awe of 4-6p.m. Such power, such fierce determination to transform me into a beast.

Yesterday at 5:00, I was feeling frazzled and nowhere near on schedule with dinner. That's just about the time my neighbor showed up with dinner. She didn't ask if we needed anything, didn't ask if we liked what she was making, if it was ok if she dropped by with food. Nope. She just showed up, handed me the meal, and left. Left me standing on the porch with a hot casserole and mouth agape. That was the best dinner I've had in a long time.

This morning as I was cleaning toilets, the doorbell rang. This time it was a lady from church. I've spoken with her exactly three times. "Sorry to just drop in," she said, "but you've been on my mind." She handed me a bouquet of beautiful, bright yellow Spider Mums (a favorite of mine, but she didn't know that).

The blessings of strength and comfort I'm receiving can not be denied. I know people are praying for my family, and we can feel it. Thank you for your prayers, encouragement, and good vibes. Every bit is appreciated!
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Last night Princie was reciting lines from the new Barbie and the 3 Musketeers movie. Things like "don't mess with the dress" and such. She was successful in her attempts at making us laugh. It wasn't over the top funny. Well to us it was, but you know how it is. Some things are only that funny to the people you share your home with. We were asking Princie to repeat this little "booty dance" (sorry Snarky Mama, but that's what it is) she was doing. When she tired of our requests, she flopped onto the floor with a big smile.

Princie: "Mommy, I'm pretty hilarious, huh?"

Me: "You sure are Princie."

Princie: "I mean really MamaMia, did you ever even dream you could have such a hilarious girl."

Me: "Actually, yes, you are exactly the girl I dreamed of."

Princie: "Oh that's good. I'm happy I made your hilarious dream come true."
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I have a confession to make. My profile picture is old. Like, oh, 20 pounds ago old. But, I leave it up to remind me of my goal...lose the 20 and be able to see my eyes when I'm smiling. As of now, my cheeks tend to cover my eyeballs when I smile.

I needed a new dress for Eight Year Old's baptism. I took Princie shopping with me. I tried on dress after dress with her narrating in the background. "That's a thumb's up," or "That's a thumb down," she'd say.

Me: "I don't know, I think this one makes me look a little chubby. See how my back bulges in the back?"

Princie: "What do you mean? Like where it's all squishy sticking out?"

Me: "*heavy sigh*---yes honey, that's what I mean."

Princie: "No, you aren't chubby. I think you are just only beautiful. You aren't fat either. Just beautiful."

Me: "Oh my goodness little peanut, thank you."

Hours later, at home, she comes into the living room crying hysterically.

Princie: "Mommy, this is so bad. So, so, so, so, so bad."

Me: "What's wrong baby?"

Princie: "I told a lie, and I know telling a lie is so, so, so, so bad. I'm sorry I told a lie."

Me: "Ok, well let's talk about it, and you can make it better. No worries."

Princie: "I lied when I told you that you aren't fat. You are actually (insert image of Princie squinting her eyes while pinching her thumb and index finger together) a little bit fat. I'm sorry I lied to you."

(Me to Myself---I'm just sorry Princie's decided to go all Honest Abe on me.)

Me: "Ok then, you said sorry, I forgive you for telling a lie. Now, how 'bout you bring Mommy two three or ten Reese's PB cups to make it all better."

19 comments:

Magic Brush said...

Oh you poor thing....the things that kids say! I'm so sorry. I'm gonna attempt at making you feel better by telling you 2 thing my 5 year old has recently said to me:

1) mommy, what are those "tiger scratches" on your forehead?" (those are wrinkles.... I made a botox appointment.

2) "mommy... I like your tummy.... it's squishy like the ocean". ( i will be pricing a tummy tuck as soon as the money tree blooms)

Great job church people! I love it when we love on one another!!!! Enjoy them loving on you. You deserve it!

Brad said...

Micah has been continuously calling me fat. I know it's different when you're pregnant, but I have to face reality very soon: the seven-pound baby will come out, and forty extra pounds will still be with me.
Why does this matter? Why?

jen said...

And that last comment was from me. I always forget when I'm on Brad's computer.

karen said...

I'm sorry, but that's one of the funniest stories I've heard in a long time! (I do, however, feel your pain...)When my oldest was about 6 I made the mistake of asking him if he thought I was getting fat and he looked right into my eyes and said "Yes." I kind of wanted to hug him real hard but restrained myself. In reality, the weight matters more to us than to everyone else. Hang in there - wish I could do more than send up prayers for you, but I'll do that faithfully.

RitterB's said...

Oh Nat... I love you!!! I wish you and that Little Miss Princie were here to help me eat that Reece's Pie Miss Jordie made the other night...
When I was young my favorite LDS commercial was "My Teacher Told me I should Never Tell A Lie" I found it on You Tube just for that glitter pants of yours! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Ws0GIKIoIY
Hope she enjoys it!!!

La Yen said...

That is awesome. I love it!

And that Musketeers dvd has taken over our lives, too. All Jooj does is run around doing "'nastics" and fighting. And saying "Don't mess with the dress." Lovely.

SnarkyMama said...

O.K. Mental imaging necessary here..picture Charlie Brown running from Lucy.......
aaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!

You MAKE ME SO MAD!!!! "See your eyeballs when you smile." Honestly, you make it sound as though we are going to have to take out a door frame or two for you to come outside!

Snarkettes: Snarky is sitting on a throne of lies! (Thank you Elf).
So, she is not at her "fighting weight" of maybe a what, size 2???

So, she thinks I have "distorted body image" issues...please.

Anyway...Princie is hilarious...Snarky is NOT fat and her picture looks just like she does to me. Nothing but beautiful...

And that is ALL I have to say on this one!

Well, one more thing...to those people who care...thanks...I pray everyday one of you touches their lives. Seriously...thank you!

Em said...

Excellent!

Your mom makes me want to tell my mom about my blog - go SnarkyMama!

If only all our children truly knew how they make all our hilarious dreams come true.

Go spider mums.

Em said...

ugh!!!! i sooooo know what you're talking about. when sean is not home to take brennan outside to run off those two hours i usually end up putting a movie on so i can make dinner enjoyably. whatever watching tv causes, i guarantee it's better than the result of a mother having to make dinner during the hours of 4-6 with a child that is not entertained by a movie or some other source of supervision outside.

Em said...

p.s. sooooooooo have a love/hate relationship of the honesty of children. you're a champ snarky, a REAL champ!!! and i highly doubt you are in any way fat. however, if you're not feeling good about your body that is definitely motivation to get out there and make yourself feel good b/c that's the important part. it's not about the weight, remember??? a snarky minus 20 lbs is still the same snarky with the same brain and same thoughts. and oh how i love that brain and those thoughts!!!

Lanie said...

Hey! Thanks so much for stopping in and leaving me a comment with such sweet words. I love this post. Glad to hear you have such sweet neighbors! Love you back! ~Lanie

KC Mom said...

Okay, so at least I know my prayers are working. ;)
Your Princie is so darling...and she's right...you are beautiful!!

Melanie said...

Too funny:) Out of the mouth of babes. They never lie.

You have had two great angels come to you lately. How great is that?

Eat as many Reese's that you want.

My son is 15 yrs. old and he is homeschooling until January so I don't have that feeling that you are having:)

Sue said...

I am laughing out loud at Starbucks right now, and the other patrons are staring at me.

Thanks.

=D

Lori said...

Natalie, thank you so so much for sharing that with us. I know it must have felt pretty disheartening at first, but I have to be honest and tell you that I have never laughed so hard in the past 11 months. I needed that! It reminded me of some of the conversations I had with my girls when they were Princie's age. Cherish these moments.

MammaWarrior said...

Hahahaha....she is precious! And your not fat! You are beautiful! I thank you so much for stopping by my blog still, I know I never write there, I did today though ;)
I have a long way to go but I am getting there...one prayers at a time!
Love you very much!!!OXXOX J

Krystyn said...

How awesome of your neighbors...God is awesome!

And, going all honest on you; maybe I will tell my kids there are certain times when it is perfectly acceptable to lie.

Mel said...

So don't think that I am stalkerish...but I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to meet you and sit down and chat! You make me laugh. You make me cry. You are a "stranger" yet I love you!! :) LOL about the dress. My son loves to play with my tummy. He will mash it all up and talk in this weird voice using my belly button as the mouth. It is both horrendous and hilarious at the same time! I CAN'T get rid of it no matter how hard I try and hate pain too much to have a tummy tuck! Thank you for your post. You made my day!

Lindsay said...

Oh Natalie, I'm here amd I'm reading the book and I am so grateful for all the work you did to send me that package.
I think of you often and about went crazy not being able to thank you..

Thnak you.

xo Lindsay