Thursday, June 7, 2012

Proud Mommy Moments--Enpowering Our Kids

A couple of days ago, I read this great post from my good bloggy friend Mimi all about praising our kids for things besides the good grades, the perfect attendance, sports, etc.  She gave an excellent post about how some kids struggle just to go.  I highly recommend you read it.  And this is why I love the PMM meme.  It gives us a chance to toot our horns about our kids:  Good, Bad, Silly, you name it!






Kristin and a handful of friends have decided to create a movie.  A zombie movie no less.  She was, to say the least, excited about it.  They got a mutual friend to fund the project for things like fake blood, spirit gum, and even the use of his video camera.  Filming for this movie was to begin on Monday.  Kristin asked if they could use our house(mainly the backyard as our fence is broken.)  I agreed to it because I would know what was going on.  I am a control freak nosy person by nature and I like to know what is going on.  So yeah, a house full of teenagers, most of which are male, is crazy, but if it were your teenage daughter I think you would be on the same page as me.

It started out fine, with all of them laughing and being generally silly.  I shook my head at least a dozen times in less than 30 minutes.  Pretty soon I heard Kristin saying that they should start filming.  After all, that is what they were all there for.  One of them protested saying another person wasn't there yet.  So they waited, and goofed around some more.  It got noisier.  Raucous laughter was starting to get on my nerves.  When ARE they going to start filming.  It seems like they are playing.  

It was at this point, that I came to the realization of the content of the subject matter.  It was turning....let's just say it was beyond PG-13.   I pulled Kristin out and had a quick chat with her(and later a longer one) about what was appropriate talk and not.  She was mad, but not at me.  She was mad at them for being rude, for not doing what they said they would, and then to make matters worse, they started making fun of her friend.   She kept trying to get them to start filming and it kept getting pushed back, and more horse play ensued.  She was fuming, and just wanted them to leave.  It wound up with her in the bathroom.  It took myself, her bestie, and the one boy who was being nice to get her out.  I pulled her upstairs and told her that if she really wanted them to go, she really had to tell them to do so.  She protested at first, saying they would want a reason.  I told her, they didn't get one.  She mustered up her courage, and told them the day was a waste and they needed to leave.  They hung their heads a bit, but they left.  I was one proud mama.  She told those stupid boys what for.  She proved to herself she could do it.  I gave her power that day. 

Look out world, she means business!

I am linking up with EmmyMom and Kmama for Proud Mommy Moments.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Epic Battles

It was an epic battle that began innocently enough.  Her own mother delivered the first blow.  She never saw it coming.  It was just a small cup of water, but the message was clear.  The water streamed from her hair and down her back.  It was cold.  Her little brother lit up with glee as he quickly filled his own small cup and threw the water at her.  She was under attack.  And then before she knew it, he did it.  He got her too.  She grabbed a cup and quickly filled it, but her mother had already soaked him.   Laughter ensued, it was short lived however, when they were caught in the crossfire of a full water assault.  Her own mother left the battle field and watched from a safe distance. 

Her brother continued his assault on her.  Her sister was MIA.  It didn't matter, she had to fight back.  She got a water gun.  It was a good one too.  Long range with a heavy flow.  She got him.  Alas, it was short lived as he quickly snatched the weapon and turned it on her.  Mother sat laughing and shaking her head. 

The battle ensued, neither gave up.  War can be an ugly thing.  The weapon in question went missing, but that never stopped them.  The cups were filled and water flew.  She would aim, but he was slightly faster and he would hit the cup at just the right moment so it would backfire.  Mother gave her some advise, "Just act like you are going to get him, but then drink it."  The advise was taken.  Water was still in the cup, the same move was executed and again water hit her.  Little did he know, she had a mouthful of revenge.

In a final act of victory, a cooler filled with water was lifted high above her and dumped.  The game was not over, he was made to carry the soggy girl by way of piggy back to the car.  We are not sure who won or lost the battle this day, but we are sure fun was had by all.

 Get your game face on!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Getting Random

Our cat got out Sunday night.  Such a little monster.  I didn't know it, until I was closing up the door and windows for the night.  He had pushed the screen door open and out he went.  I had no idea.  What a bratty kitty.  Of course he came back the next day because he knows where the food is.
Yesterday, Kristin and her friends were supposedly going to start filming their movie.  A Zombie movie no less.  I was expecting at least 8 teenagers.  I had 5 not counting Kristin.  Four of which were boys.  Boys are stupid.  At least most of them are.

I mean there are a few exceptions to the bunch of them.  They just need proper training is all.

I made cookies.  I think I like to torture myself.  I must...I let 5 teenagers in my house and then made cookies.  Yep.  Torture is something I must enjoy.

I am looking forward to this weeks Proud Mommy Moments!  I have got a doozy!  Yep, another shout out for my bestie.  Cause I am good to her like that.

I had a lot of good ideas today.  It's a rare precious thing when I have ONE, but to have many.  It was amazing.  Summer vacation may be the best thing yet.  MAY!  I think it because I finally had no where to go.  No running.  What a concept.  Even my Sunday's are busy.    I can't get too complacent though.  Life must continue.

One last piece of random...yesterday, Ryan told me he had symbols on his fingers and thumbs.  (Fingerprints.)  Made my day.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Inaugural Graduation

Graduations, by my standard and experience are long and boring.  Speeches that drone on and on.  Sitting on hard bleachers with no support for your back.  And then reading of the names for diplomas.  It can take forever!!!  So when Kristin's boyfriend invited us, I was less than enthusiastic about going.  However, I support her and well...I get it.

Their school is just a baby.  It is a whopping three years old.  This is its Inaugural Graduation.  How exciting.  I was pleased that I got a parking spot inside the school itself!  We got primo seats too.  Before the ceremony started there were prerecorded messages from the seniors.  I was impressed by how many mentioned God and Jesus.  Kristin got mentioned by her boyfriend which of course, made her day.  The speeches were brief and poignant.  Not at all boring.  And with 352 graduates, the name reading went rather quickly.  All in all, it was a very nice and NON boring ceremony.

So what is it I am asking today?  Well I have to know...what do you deem appropriate dress for a graduation?  Of any age!  Whether it be a pre school graduation, or a high school one.  I can not tell you how many women and young girls I saw wearing very short halter dresses which almost covered them.  Let's not leave out the men/boys.  Men who wore tanks or boys who sagged their pants well below the equator.  Thank GOD for underpants!  What a way to mock something that is to celebrate ones success! 
Behave nice, or I will be blogging about you!

The high school graduation was not the only graduation we attended.  Last night we also attended Seminary Graduation.  Seminary is much like bible study.  These kids get up for Seminary every day at 6AM for a 50 minute bible study class for all four years of high school.  And they receive a diploma for doing so.  This diploma is signed by our Prophet--it had other notable signatures on the diploma but that is the one I remember most.  At this graduation, all were dressed modestly.  The feel at this graduation was one of peace--the Spirit.  That same feel can exist in all places so long as we permit it to do so.  Why not dress and act appropriately in all things and in all places?  Is that such a bad thing?  These kids who graduated Seminary last night, tell me no it is not.  
What say you?  What is the appropriate dress for graduations? There will be more talk on Wednesday at Emmy's place!