I'm Not SuperMom

Dell Harper and Deeds love them some Mary Rice Hopkins.  Any of y'all who have preschoolers at a church MDO might be familiar with Hip Hip Hooray (Hippopotamus) or my personal fave, Superman.  

The best verse of Superman is the mom singing 

I am just an ordinary mom
And sometimes things just go wrong
I'm not Supermom
So, I'll join in and sing this song (ah)!

I mean, isn't that just perfect?  I sing it to myself about a million times a day.  Right now I need to be folding laundry, mopping my kitchen, and trying to get the island granite spotless (an impossible task.  I hate that granite).  Instead, I'm propped up in my bed with my laptop and a new pile of library books.

I'm not Supermom.

When Deeds is having an absolute fit because he thinks he is going outside to ride bikes, and instead we are going to pick up his sister from school, and I have to karate chop him in the midsection to strap him into his carseat.

So I'll join in and sing this song!

My kids eat hot dogs, baby carrots and fruit for dinner 2 nights this weekend.  I let Deeds have icing off a cupcake serve as his dinner at a get-together Saturday night.  He refused anything else, and I really wanted to watch a bit of the football game.  DH at least had sausage balls (then a cookie, and tons of pilfered m&m's).  At least the previously mentioned hot dogs were organic?

AHHHHHHH!

So to wrap up my inspirational lyrics, it goes "Thank you God for who I am, I don't have to be Superman.  Thank you God for who I am, all I want to be is your best friend!"

So you'll know when you see me mouthing to myself "all I want to be is your best friend" while pointing at sky- either my kids are driving me to the brink of despair, or some old lady at the cafeteria is mouthing off at me.  Just give me a gentle shoulder pat, and remind me that no one's perfect.

Ha, you might be able to tell that I'm gotten a run for my money from my toddler this week.  Then he says "Phone!  AAAAHHHH!" and points to the sky (Deeds' talk for "I would love to enjoy the musical stylings of Mary Rice Hopkins and that Superman tune, dear mother."), and I'm reminded that we are all just doing the best we can.

Side note- I used to go on tour with cool jam bands.  Now I write cheesy blog posts about toddler Christian music.  Aging is a lesson in humiliation sometimes.

Thoughts on Thursday

1.  I said the f-word twice last night during Bible study.  I sent out an apology e-mail when I got home.  In all fairness, I was recounting a story and telling what a person had said, but I probably should have done it more discreetly.  Ugh, I'm turning a bit red just thinking about it.

2.  Dell Harper got her first manicure last week as a reward for not picking at her nails.

 It was adorable and hilarious.  Yesterday during her quiet time in her room, while I was downstairs reviewing work documents, she apparently felt inspired to give herself a mani/pedi with her purple kids' nail polish out of her Pinkalicious makeup set.  Ha, luckily she put down books and spilled nary a drop on her carpet.  I was about to have a heart attack when she came down to show me her handiwork!  Note to self- remove play nail polish, as it has actual liquid in it.

3.  I'm feeling a bit relieved soccer is over.  It was fun, but I don't think I'm ready to be a soccer mom quite yet.  Time to hang up the cleats until next year!

4.  Deeds has been on his a-game lately- class greeter and general ray of sunshine.  Until yesterday when he had to be put on time out at school.  This was a new one for me, and was generally mortified/upset.  Maybe that's why I was cussing at Bible study later in the day.  He did take a three hour nap when he got home, leading me to hope he was just tired, and not morphing into a new personality.

What a stinker.

5.  In the midst of all this embarrassment I did manage to score this dress I wanted at Loft.  I went to buy it in person last Saturday- drove all the way out to the suburbs, but it was completely sold out.  I couldn't pull the trigger on buying it online, since it wasn't on sale.  Y'all know how Loft is- a sale every five minutes.  Luckily, I just checked the website last night after composing my cussing in church apology e-mail, and lo and behold! 50% off!

I wanted to wear it to a great birthday party last week with a fabulous menu and heavy dinner.  I could have packed a lot of food in, ha!

Let's all hope the rest of my week is embarrassment free, sigh.  At least no one has told me I'm ruining my child this week.  Yet.

Thanks to Home of Malones and East Coast Chic for hosting the linkup!

Master Bedroom- Before and Afterish

So, y'all might have noticed that I like color.  And pattern.  And yet, for the longest time, I have tried to fight my instincts in our bedroom.

 Everything I see for bedrooms, is neutral, neutral, neutral.  Soothing, relaxing, slumber inducing.  I tried it, but nothing was coming together.  A large room, random furniture, and no cohesive theme/color scheme.  Yuck.

 Enter the Robert Allen Neo Toile that I have loved for ages.  My bedding has to be super washable, and not cost a fortune- you spy that big furry guy up there?  He's not allowed on the bed (the slipcovered in washable duck fabric bench at the foot is his bed), but he loves to dash around our bed, especially if he's been out chasing chipmunks in the mulch.

 So instead I had a super long bolster and a custom bedskirt made.  I'd struggled with a bedskirt for years with this bed, as it's really two twin beds soldered together.  So there's a big iron bar down the middle that always got the bedskirt all bunched up.  Also, it's really high- probably about a 22 inch drop.

 So I devoted most of my budget to an amazing custom made bedskirt.  Luckily, I scored the fabric for less than $20 a yard, which helped a lot.  The citron linen duvet cover and shams are from West Elm (on sale!), which helps ease my mind when sticky fingered little toddlers come to interrupt a rare Saturday morning nap.

 New chairs and a console table from the living room create a nice little conversation clothes storage area.

 Another pop of that fabric on my old blue wingback brings it all full circle.  There's still work to be done- I hate the framed photographs above the chair- they are too big and yet too small there.  Also, the curtains question needs to be decided.  Eventually, I'd like to frame the landscape above the dresser, as well.

Another day, when I have some more dollars.

Now, although not neutral, my bedroom is a lovely places that makes me happy!  I sleep much better under a bright, citron duvet apparently.