Metal Meredith

Sometimes, when Vivienne brings projects home from school, I will thumb through them and then toss them right into the trash. I am not a parent that keeps every scrap of paper or every work sheet. With art projects, I tend to keep them for a short time, snap a few photos of it and off to recycling it goes. I keep the most precious/ entertaining/ awesome and put them up on the walls of her playroom.

A few days ago, I started looking at the little book that she made in school. It seems innocent enough. Take a gander:

“Silly Bunny”

“Bunny was getting bigger every day.”

“Now Bunny is really big.”

“Bunny will never, ever get big again!”

If you didn’t guess it, in the last picture, bunny died. That is a headstone.

Should I seek counseling now or wait a few years?

This is about right, huh Phil?

I know you want to see these but probably won’t ever go to the Shutterfly account I set up *sigh*, so here they are:

I hate to have professional pics done because I am always annoyed and disappointed. These are ok, we did buy a few more for the fact that we had some done on Vivienne’s 1st birthday, so we wanted to do the same with Henry. I also forget that my definition of “cheesy” is so obviously not the same as everyone else’s. I do know that “I don’t like props” isn’t that hard to understand (nice blocks, eh?)

So you can understand my being perplexed, no?

Ugh. I hate resolutions, but I decided to take things month by month.

Month one: No shopping. I will not buy things I don’t need or anything that doesn’t fall under food or necessities. Already I have perused the Old Navy website and two different specialty kids site I have seen. Each time, I found things I liked and had to remind myself that I am not buying, I am looking for fun. Argh.

I have a few things to sell on Craigslist, a few things to return from Christmas (things I bought, not received) and a few things that can hold off a while that I do want but don’t need. Maybe I could be in the black instead of red by the end of the month?

I must have been concentrating on this hard last night, as I had a dream that I was attempting to catch or save some animals. I allowed to escape a bobcat and another animal from cages, that turned out to be a pet store. When the cost was tallied, I owed $10,000. I handed over my Amex and thought to myself “How in the hell will I explain this to Phil?” Then I woke up.

So, yeah, I must be having a hard time committing to this resolution.