We’re all Whovians now. Well, Sarah Kate and I are, anyway. I’m not ready to say that it’s The Best Show Ever, but we’re well into Series Two now and still going. Frankly, I like the show but what I like most is that watching is has become a “thing” for Sarah Kate and me to do together. BUT…I did find three “little happys” this week for us. Sarah Kate got a pair of Tardis over-the-knee socks and a sonic screwdriver keychain to hang on her backpack. I got this adorable tea infuser:
The glee club’s first performance is going to be today…and Sarah Kate won’t be there. The performance is part of a Veteran’s Day program but it doesn’t start until 1:30 and I’m checking her out at lunchtime. Oh, well… Christmas is coming up soon, so she’ll have another chance then.
On Monday night, I was at a new member meeting for the Sigma Kappa chapter that I advise. The women were asked to do a “high-low-high” where they share at least two good things and one not-so-good (if they wanted) thing from the past week. When they got to me, I honestly couldn’t think of a “low”. I try to keep a positive attitude, but I’ll be honest … this year has not been lacking in lows. I had a bit of an epiphany, right there in the conference room at the Spring Hill College Student Center.
At what point will I need to stop blogging about Sarah Kate? I’ve been pondering this issue for awhile, because there will come a day when I need to stop owning her story because it’s HER story. Twice in the last week I have met people who read the blog that I didn’t know before, and it reminded me of the obvious – that my kids’ lives are out there for public consumption all the time.
As you saw in the Halloween photos, my dad and stepmom came last weekend for Halloween. They asked Sarah Kate to play the clarinet for them, which she happily obliged. When she finished, my dad told her that he also played the clarinet in high school. I HAD NO IDEA. I knew he played saxophone at one time, because when my cousin played sax years later at his alma mater (where he was also principal at the time), I remember them talking about it. But apparently he mostly played clarinet, but played a little sax in a jazz band.
You’re ready for a potty training update, right? Feel free to just skip on down to number seven if you like. I’m not going to say that I’ve given up, because I haven’t, but I’ve come to the conclusion that Nathan is just messing with all of us. He was dry at preschool for days – MANY DAYS! – on end so I sent him to school in big boy undies. Once. He peed in them and every pull-up subsequently placed on his booty that day. So we went back to full-time pull-ups the next day and haven’t looked back. He’ll make the leap when he’s ready, I guess.
Back when I was a scrapbooking consultant, we had a saying: Done is better than perfect. It was true of scrapping, and it’s true of a lot of things in life. Like Snippets, for instance. I’m now done, and they aren’t perfect. 🙂
Have a great weekend!
This post was inspired by and is linked to Conversion Diary‘s 7 Quick Takes.
Two thought about this week’s 7 snippets:
1) I usually read your blog posts as soon as they go up, but this week, I didn’t…because I was at a Doctor Who convention! So now, of course, I feel bad, because if I’d read this entry when I normally do, I could’ve picked up a trinket to send to Sarah Kate (if, of course, that was something you’d be okay with). I’ll have to keep her in mind the next time I see unusual Who merchandise.
2) “Done is better than perfect”: Wow. That is…I hesitate to say deep, lest you think I’m mocking when I’m 100% not. Rather, it’s something I struggle SO HARD with, my perfectionist personality conspiring with my OCD and anxiety to make me try for perfection to the point where I fail to finish what I’m doing, because I can’t complete it to my own satisfaction. My mom says she’s the only parent who has to tell her kid “Stop trying for an A! Just turn it in; whatever you get will be good enough!” I have tried, and continue to try, to loosen up enough to consider less-than-perfect work “complete”; I think I’ll try to remember this phrasing, and see if it helps me.
Thanks as always for making me think! 🙂
Believe me, Barrie – it’s hard for me, too!
Hi Andi! I just had to comment on your snippet about SK this week. You are right, it is her story but you will always be her mother and therefore you will always own part of that story as your reflections, your perceptions and your feelings about her. And speaking from someone who lost a mother earlier this year I bet Sarah Kate will treasure anything you have written about her as she grows up and can read and reflect on those entries. If I know you, you probably have these backed up somewhere so she and Nathan will be able to go back and read them which is great. Once a parent is gone we lose all chance to ask them what they were thinking or how they were feeling but Sarah Kate will be able to have some insight because of these awesome blogs you are putting out there. She is a very lucky girl.
Wow. What a great point that I hadn’t considered. I worry so much about being sensitive to what I’m sharing of her life as she gets older, but I never thought about it that way. Thank you.