The kids have a Christmas program at school. It's only about 25 minutes long but it's awfully cute and they practice for 6 weeks for it. William was chosen to be a Wiseman so we're practicing his two lines he needs to memorize. He's needs to say, "Our camel's hoofs went clippity-clop, not 'til we reached Bethlehem did we stop." With his South Boston accent it's going to sound completely awesome. I can't wait.
William gets a lot of praise from strangers and comments from random people. He's cute, outgoing, curious, funny. Drew is all of those things too, minus the outgoing part. She doesn't put herself out there like William does. I think I overcompensate a bit for all the attention William seems to get by praising her for specific things she does. She thrives on positive (as we all do) but I see William getting so much and I know Drew sees it, too. This morning Drew put on her socks and shoes, brushed her hair and her teeth and got her lunch out of the fridge before I even asked her to get ready. I told her what a big help that was and I was proud of her. William began this really sad cry and went into the other room. I asked him what was wrong and he came to me. He was sadly crying and said, "I just want to be like Drew. I want you to be proud of me like Drew." Now, before you start feeling super sorry for him, I praise both kids appropriately and daily. He is not lacking at all for positive reinforcements BUT for some reason this really got to him. And no, he doesn't do the whole "poor me" act, this was a real sadness he felt. Then he said, "She can color well and I can't. She can read and I can't." Ahhhhh. I got it now. I explained it all and he understands (thank goodness he's a kid who 'gets it'). It's hard being a younger sibling sometimes and I think he's just feeling the effects of that. I told him that I was younger and Uncle Brandon was always doing better at things than I was but that I was also good at things he wasn't good at. He LOVED that and so we discussed specifics a little. Anyway, it was an emotional morning here.
I hate Walmart. I always have. I went 2 years ago to the Super Walmart in the next town over on the Saturday before Christmas while I was 7 months pregnant. I swear to God it was the most painful experience of my life thus far. Like hell on earth. I thought the stress of it all was going to throw me into early labor. GAH. Our Walmart here in our town has turned into a Super Walmart and today after I dropped the kids off at school Lauren and I headed over there. I needed packaging supplies for Christmas - boxes, bubble wrap, etc. I figured it'd be cheaper so I sucked it up and drove there instead of to Target, where I usually go. I have to say that because it's brand new it was clean and because of the time it wasn't crowded. And holy shit, y'all. That crap is CHEAP. Since it was a non-scarring experience and my little shopping buddy is such an angel sitting in the carriage, I was able to browse a little. My Aveeno face wash is $14 something at Target. It was $10 something at Walmart. My sulfate-free shampoo is $8 something at Target and $5 something at Walmart. So I went in for boxes and bubble wrap and came out with $187 worth of stuff I don't absolutely need but I got sucked in by the cheapness of it all. And Ahh Ha! The secret of Walmart has been revealed. I will not make it a habit of going there but I'm proud to say I did it and survived.
What do you do with all of your kids' artwork that comes home from school? I used to have it all over the fridge and started taping it to the kitchen cabinets and it just got to be too much, too cluttered. We finally hung bulletin boards in the eat-in part of the kitchen. One for Drew, one for William. It's been a great solution and it's still there for all to see. I'm hardly Martha Stewart but ya know, it's a solution.
What blogs do you love? I used to be a faithful reader of a ton and now I read only a handful and they all belong to friends of mine. I had to reformat my laptop a few months ago and lost all my bookmarks and just haven't gone searching for those blogs since. Have any you can recommend that you really enjoy?
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