There is a new gadget around that Tatum has been seeing. Apparently a couple of her buddies have these fidget spinners
Today, she came home and got to work on creating one. I did not help her at all! She just made it on her own from a coin (as the base), some buttons and glue. VOILA!
I’m kind of excited about this creativity popping out!
There are days when I am weepy. Today, being one of those days, was also her love day. I don’t like to bank on this day and make a big deal of it because honestly, to me, her birth-day was the best day in the whole world for me. However, for some reason, TODAY, I had this overwhelming feeling of love and appreciation for her.
You see, sometimes, she cries because she doesn’t get her way. Shoot, we all have feel some kind of frustration when we lose some type of control of our way! So, today, she was extra fussy, and I, being overly tired, was extra irritable to any fussiness getting in the way of a happy day. The cycle would start: I would ask Tatum to get dressed, she’d say that she wanted me to help her then when I tried to help her she’d want to do it herself. And when she exacted her feelings about this independence, it was not done kindly. Then, my feelings got all in a twist and….you know the rest. So, we’d come back together and discuss HOW can we be kind throughout these determined feelings we portray?
Then, it happens. We talk it out like actually sane humans and she apologizes; we hug and kiss and she says, “Mommy, I love you more than anything in the world.” MELT.
Sometimes, my pride gets in the way and I just don’t feel like handling it right at that very moment. Then, I remember, LOVE. Love handles it. Love talks it out. AND Love hugs and forgives.
It’s truly love beyond words, and perhaps this is why I weep.
These days that I get weepy are only because I know one day she’ll be bigger and not so “around.” I must savor every itty bitty teeny tiny morsel of time.
We ended the night with her saying something I have never heard:
“Mommy, you are my best friend.” I hope she can say this when it is what I would hope to hear when we are older. I know I can’t be her best friend, but I can be the best mommy in the whole world for TATUM.
Sometimes you just have to celebrate being a girl. It’s a time to get all gussied up, looking pretty. My mom is good at teaching this since I could probably stay in jeans or workout clothes every day. So, mom bought Tot a beautiful dress to go out for Mother’s Day. Since we were in Utah for this occasion, we figured we’d go after church on Sunday
Doug was so kind to snap some photos at church.
Honestly, she is the star of the show every time we walk anywhere. Church is no different. Mostly, people look down as mom and I are invisible. This bothers me NOT AT ALL!
Off we went to the Hyatt at Gainey Ranch for some lunch.
At the table, they supplied us with a nice sheet of activities. Thank goodness since I forgot my bag of goodies.
First, we had to smile pretty for the waiter.
Then it was off to teaching Tot how to play Tic Tac Toe.
Lunch was delicious. The best part was seeing Mama so happy enjoying the time in fancy clothes.
Birthdays. They do come once a year, and supposedly, you’re supposed to celebrate them. When they are your own, for some reason, it just doesn’t seem as much fun. I prefer others’ birthdays!
However, I knew one thing: I wanted to share it with those I loved. Namely, Doug, mama, and TOT! What could we all do together? One day, it came to me. I wanted to go back in time and experience a joy of my life, but moreover, share that joy with my little girl. Wow! The chance to give her this gift was my gift. Then, to have mama and Doug present was even more of a present!
We arrived there when open skate began and got our skates. Rentals are very rentally if you know what I mean, but they would do.
Look at the Tot’s skates! Very TOT-like
We got them on after much wiggling and jiggling. Mine were not much more fun to put on, but I knew it would be worth it anyway.
She had a hard time walking, but she would not GIVE UP! NO!
Ok, all bundled up and ready to go!
Ok, Tatum, you can do this!! Her confidence was down, but I knew if I could get her to feel her inner and outer edges, she’d get the gist. I kept telling her to “feel” it as we glided. She would not let go of me or Doug!
I let her skate between my legs
We got it!Then…it happened.
She spotted a small human in hockey skates whirling around. He stopped and she asked how old he was. FOUR!!?? Wait, he’s four and I’m bumbling around!!??? she’s thinking.
That was all she needed. She put her game face on and said, “I CAN DO THIS!” and got on the ice by herself.
Next thing you know, Jackson (this little cutie’s name), and she were off and going. Am I ready for this? They were trying to impress each other!
We ended with getting her maybe a private lesson and I get to have some new skates! IS this the start of something new!!?? (I mean the skating part!) We shall see! I’m just pumped that it was so awesome and fun.
Headed to pick up our salads and sundaes at McDonalds (yes, that is what I wanted!) and headed home …but wait!
Where is the cake?
Tada! Mama! So sweet!
She really made me feel like a kid again!
I even got to have a Diet Coke for me!
And..I got to be with my loves. (hot fudge sundaes thrown in are a bonus!)
