I honestly don’t know how the editors pick blogs to be freshly pressed. I do know that I published mine around 7:30-9:00 in the morning and that the ones they chose were posts where I used my own photos. I was Freshly Pressed twice within a two month period. I really thought I was awesome. Well, that was in 2010. Stick a pin in my balloon. I think I am due again. It really brings new people in and new blogging friends are made Thanks, WordPress, for recognizing my genius.
It’s a given that kids like to play with their toys. They will drag them out, play until their little hearts content, and then put them away at the end of the day. Well, some children put their toys away. My son, Adam, didn’t.
I was a stay-at-home mom, so we played all day. It was like a little day care center. We would make crafts and paint, build with blocks and Lego’s, and color the day away. Adam liked taking his books and making a road with them. All of the downstairs rooms were open, so he could ride his little Hot wheels car from the kitchen through the living room, the dining room and back into the kitchen. It was at the end of the day, that Adam just didn’t want to pick up all of those books.
Every time I would ask Adam to pick up his toys, he would ignore me and go about his business. So, I would ask him again. “It’s tooooo much.” he would always reply.
His next line was, “My back hurts.” He would hold his back like he was in pain, and just couldn’t possibly pick up all of those books. The bending over was just killing him.
I thought I was being a nice mom by helping him pick up his toys, but I soon realized that he had to learn to do this all by himself. New mothers need to learn a lot too. Trial and error. So, I told him he had a choice, pick up his toys, or I would put them in a bag for a day and he would not be able to play with them the next day. I don’t think he believed me and off he went.
So, I got out a black trash bag and started picking up his toys. I walked into the living room and held the bag up. “You can have this back on Tuesday.” Well, that didn’t go well. But, I stuck to my guns and I thought that that would work. It didn’t.
The next day, Adam decided to place his books on the floor as a road. He and Alex jumped on his little car and away they went. So, when it was time for him to pick up his books, he told me that his back was hurting. Oh, he thought he was a good little actor. But, I was better. He had no idea who he was dealing with.
“You know, Adam, your back has been hurting a lot lately. Almost every day. I think that I am going to have to make an appointment with Dr. Dev. to take a look at your back. I’m really worried about you.” I stuck a Pee Wee’s Playhouse tape in the tape player, and said on my way to the kitchen, ” Now, you guys please sit and watch this while I make a private phone call to the doctor’s office. I will be back in a few minutes.”
Well, I knew that Adam was going to eavesdrop. He’s my son. I picked up the phone, with its long cord, and went around the corner, peeking back around like I was going to make a private phone call. He watched my every move. I knew that in a minute, he would be at the corner, eavesdropping on my conversation with the doctor’s office. This was going to be good.
I dialed the phone. ” Hello, yes. I need to make an appointment for my son to get his back checked.” I went on to tell the receptionist about how his back hurt when he bent over to pick up his toys and how it seemed to be getting worse. They put the doctor on the phone for me. I was whispering, in a loud sort of way.
“Hi, yes, Dr. Dev…………why can’t he just have an x-ray?………………Oh, are you serious?………………….He’ll have to have an operation?……………………..I had no idea…………..I mean, how long will he have to stay in the hospital?………….Oh my gosh, he will not be able to get out of bed for how long?………………..Summer will almost be over by then?…………………Why can’t he go swimming after the operation?……………..Well, is there any way at all I can just watch him for the next week or so to see if his back feels any better. I would hate for him to have a back operation. He’s so young………We are going on vacation in a few weeks.He would have to stay with his Grandma Georgie…….. I hope it is just a muscle hurting or something. I will watch and see, Doctor.”
I finished my fake conversation, hung up the phone. I could hear Adam run back to his place in front of the tv. I walked in the room, wiping a pretend tear from my eye, and said nothing. His eyes were wide, but he knew he couldn’t tell me he heard the rest of the conversation. “What’s wrong, Mommy? he asked. “Nothing, sweetie. I just have a piece of dust or something in my eye.”
That evening Adam came up to me as I was picking up his toys and said “Mommy, I think my back is feeling better. Look.” He bent over 3 or 4 times. “I’m going to try to pick up my toys.”
”Well, ok, Adam.” I hugged him like I was never going to see him again. “Thanks, Adam. Mommy loves you.”
Adam always picked up his toys after that.
And he thought HE was a good actor.
Queen of Halloween Costume Ideas…’Tis True
For Halloween, I want my fellow teachers to dress like medical professionals and put a sign on our backs reading, “Staff” Infection. I don’t know why they just look at me like I have a third eye. I think it is funny.
Every since I was in college in the 70′s, I have been the Halloween costume “Go to” person. Sure, people are posting ideas on the internet, but yeah, most of them have come from me….’Tis true.
In college, a friend of mine wanted to go to a Halloween party at a bar, but you had to dress to go. He wanted to look good and wasn’t into wearing a mask. You know you make the face behind the mask, right? You know you do. Anywho, I told him to wear a suit, and put a tape measure around his neck and one of those tomato pincushions on his wrist and go as Elizabeth’s Tailor. I know, creative, right? He got in not really wearing a costume.
Ok, how about if you want to wear a costume, but your spouse/significant other does not. Well, dress as an old man and put a big C on the other one’s chest and go as Old Man and the C.
One year at school I just wore a tiara and a B on my chest and went as The Queen B
Two years ago I wore a white sweatshirt, put on some bunny ears and tail and put one of those plastic dusters around my neck and went as a dust bunny. Last Halloween, I just wasn’t feeling it, so I just got a huge cardboard quarter and put in on my back and went as a Quarterback
If you don’t have much time to make an outfit, cut out pieces of a map and hot glue it to a cap and go as a Head Trip
If you want to look pretty, wear a gown and a tiara, get a box and a rope and go as a Drag Queen
I wanted my daughter to wear a tacky gold outfit, everything gold, and spray paint a kid’s plastic shovel and go as a Gold Digger
Get a witch hat, a lab coat and stethescope and go as a Witch Doctor or a couple could dress like doctors and have a sign on their backs Which Doctor
Black Eyed Peas- Blacken your eyes and wear the letter P all over your shirt.
Don’t really want to dress up? Cut out little clock faces and tape them on your hands..Too Much Time on Your Hands
Illegal Alien-My daughter dressed like this when she was younger and was pissed because only the teachers understood what she was. Jailers outfit, green face with alien antennae.
For a guy, Make a cardboard window, with saran wrap as the window pane (or nothing at all), write Tom on the window and he can go as a Peeping Tom
This is too old for many, but I had a friend name Judy in college and I gave her the idea to wear a Christmas garland wrapped around her neck like a boa and she went as Judy Garland. I guess your name wouldn’t have to be Judy. Just put the name Judy, on our chest and the garland.
For a guy who doesn’t want to dress up, just carry an umbrella and go as Rain Man, you know, like the movie, (I just made that one up..’Tis true…)
A group could carry plastic hatchets and knives and put B’s on their chests and go as Killer B’s
Dress like any kind of animal and wear a party hat with it and go as a Party Animal
Couple-Guy could be a Knight, girl could go as the sun- Knight and Day
I guess I could keep writing for a while. Coming up with a Halloween costume is fun and a little creativity goes a long way.
If you need a costume, drop me a line. I am the Self-Proclaimed Queen of Halloween Costume Ideas after all.