Archive | June, 2012

My Summer Bucket List

26 Jun

Anyone who knows me knows that I’m a list maker. I have been since…ever. I’m not sure if it’s because it’s the one way I can remember things, the one way I can stay semi-organized, or just because I like the sense of accomplishment that comes with crossing something off. Really, I think it comes down to accountability. I feel like if I write it down and it’s there in words and not just in my head, it means I’ll do it.

Summer has always been a flighty time for me. It always starts with a feeling of endless possibilities but gets piddled away faster than imaginable. What always starts as a seemingly harmless America’s Next Top Model marathon somehow always winds up a wasted summer. Fun and relaxing, perhaps, but not a productive use of my time. So, with that and my love of lists in mind, here is my summer bucket list.

  • Finish my master’s degree
  • Read the books on my Summer reading list
  • Finish the first draft of my novel
  • Brush up on my French
  • Clear out the stack of magazines accumulating in my bedroom
  • Get caught up on my T.V. so I’m ready to go when the new seasons start

This list might seem like nothing huge or monumental, but these kinds of things are always easier said than done. I’m already halfway into my third week of summer vacation, and these things are moving along at a slow but steady pace. But, progress is progress and I’m happy to have the summer off to even attempt these things. Wish me luck!

Moments to Remember

13 Jun

Today I am going to do something I don’t do all that often: take my mother-in-law’s advice (no offense, if you’re reading this, I’m just stubborn). She keeps telling me to write the things my son is doing and saying down because I’m going to want to remember. I know that this is true and I always mean to write things down, but so often it gets pushed back and put off. Not today. This is my first summer vacation as a working teacher and I am determined to savor and remember this precious time with my son. So with that in mind, here are two completely random stories of cuteness.

Monday was a gorgeous, albeit windy, day outside. On a walk around the neighborhood, Child told me that he wanted go to play on the swing set he saw in someone’s backyard. I explained to him that going into people’s backyards without their permission was called trespassing. He pointed at the swing set and said, “I want to trespass over there, Mommy!” Genius.

Child appears to have contracted another cold, so he was up a time or two last night. One of the times when Husband and I went in to check on him, he appeared to be wide awake and was talking up a storm. He told us, in detail, about the dream he had involving a snowplow cleaning up the street. Then he stopped himself mid-sentence and got a very confused look on his face. He looked at us with bewilderment and said, “Oh! What’s going on here?!” Apparently he hadn’t been quite awake when he started describing his dream. Husband and I spent some time afterward laughing about that one.

I’m going to try to get better at making note of these moments (like right now, as he runs at me saying, “It’s another booger, Mommy!”). It’s hard for me accept the fact that he’s already the brilliant two-and-a-half-year-old I see before me. I may not be able to fight off time, but I can do my best to capture it.