Silly Kids

I have been meaning to post for awhile, but I have some pictures I want to upload on to here that are on the downstairs computer and I just never seem to think of it when the computer is on.  So while I wait to get the pictures, I thought I would post something that was very entertaining to the kids today.  Pizza dough.  It was almost an hour of fun to practice throwing it in the air and then they tried to make shoes out of it (we have a lot of hardwood so this project worked out fine. . . and I don't mind messes most days).  Best yet the kids did it all on their own without any interaction from Greg or me.  Sometimes watching a ball of dough bounce off the high ceilings is totally worth it for a few minutes of uninterrupted thoughts.  Not an activity for all households and a dog ended up eating half the dough which put a damper on the fun, but man, it was fun while it lasted.  And then Ethan moved on to flapping his arms as fast as possible with complete focus and yelling, "I'm going on my first flight!"  Never a dull moment!

A Heartwarming Site

Katrina has been begging to go ice skating so this weekend the kids and I went to the ice rink so that she could skate.  If her mother were at all brave, she would have put on skates and headed out to the ice with her kids, but I have only ever skated once and I just remember falling.  So I sent my two kids out onto the crowded ice by themselves.  Ethan hasn't skated in over a year, mind you, but I really felt I would be more of a hazard out there than a help.  But I felt guilty the whole time I watched them out there.  Katrina held his hand tightly and skated him around the rink twice before he was done (he only fell once).  And then Katrina took off and held her own amongst the college girls and other skaters. She is doing great at her lessons - is a fabulous spinner and backwards skater.  Ethan has requested that the next time we go, he wants one of the things that little kids can hold on to so that they don't fall.  I might actually brave the ice if I can hold on to that thing behind him - maybe I can pull it off that I'm just trying to help my son skate instead of the other way around!

Signs I Am Getting Older

Lately there have been some clear signs that I'm getting a little bit older. 

1)  I have had so many friends having surgery this year that I no longer can just count them on one hand.  It takes both hands, and maybe even a few toes.  At what point did my friends start falling apart?  Maybe, though, I am not getting older.  Maybe I'm just picking older people to be my friends. 

2)  My kids are getting way too big.  Katrina is 2/3 my height now and Ethan isn't far behind.  However, I feel way too young to have kids THAT big.  Maybe my kids are just overly tall for their ages.  I will only buy shoes a minimum of a two inch heel to counteract this issue.

3)  I can't seem to stop griping about how fast people drive.  I've blogged at least twice about that fact this year.  Maybe though, it is just the fact that I live in Michigan where people drive REALLY fast.  Perhaps I should travel to other states.

So wait,  maybe I'm not getting older.  The circumstances around me are just changing.  I had some other things that made me think I was maybe getting older, but I can't remember them.  So clearly it has to just be the circumstances around me.