Thursday, December 21, 2006
BLUEBIRDS FATHER DAUGHTER BANQUET WHEN I WAS 6 YEARS OLD, AND OTHER RANDOM STUFF.
I remember everything about this night. I was so excited. I was dancing around the house. I wouldn't hold still for the picture. My dad had to grab me so my mom could take the picture. This was the second house I lived in. It was a two bedroom mobile home. Love those murals on the wall! We had just moved from a one bedroom mobile home that was on the same property. My crib was in the bedroom with my parents. The wall on one side of my crib and their bed right up against the other side. I slept in my crib until we moved into this trailer. I was five years old! I slept with my knees bent because it wasn't long enough for me. My dad was 6'3 so his legs hung off the end of their bed. My mom put apple crates at the end of his side of the bed so his legs could lay straight. I will never forget the apple crates. I stubbed my toe on them so many times. I didn't think our trailer was small, but when I was five I did think my crib was small. When Ashley was a baby we lived in a studio apartment. Her crib was in the kitchen. Everything we owned fit in a tiny little apartment. When we moved to Bellingham we lived in a one bedroom house with a small room for the washer and dryer. Ashley's bed and toy box were in the same room. We were happy with what we had. I wish my girls didn't have as much stuff as they do. When I got my own room I didn't have much to put in it. I was excited to have a real bed and I had my own dresser. A bed, a dresser and my toy box. I remember when Ashley was around four that's what she had in her room. It was so nice not having the clutter. I wish the girls had less stuff. My mom, bless her heart, feels bad that she can't do more with the girls, so she is always getting them more stuff. I so wish that she wouldn't spend her money on more things for them. It ends up in a drawer and it usually never gets played with. I don't have the heart to tell her, but I am always telling her to save that money for something they might really need in the future. The girls don't feel like they're being neglected because they don't see grandma often, but like I said, grandma feels bad. When my girls are with grandma it's the best. She does so many fun things with them. I have not seen any grandparent that does as much with my girls as my mother does. I do a lot of the same things with the girls because my mother did the same things with me growing up. Almost done. When Christine has a friend over we do the same things that we do when it's just us. Making mud pies, baking, playing down by the creek
( it's very muddy down there) painting and other fun messy stuff. When the parents come to get their kids they look at me like I'm an alien for letting them do such messy things. Her friends love it. Sometimes you get dirty when you play, that's just the way it is. I really need to stop writing books. I'm getting bad about saying what's on my mind.
You all have a good day now.
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