mamajoan

So I started a new blog. It's not meant to replace this one, because I think of livejournal as the place where I write about the minutiae of my daily life, random things I think about, etc., whereas the blog is for writing about books that I'm reading and what I'm thinking about them.

Here's the link to my book blog in case you'd like to check it out.

I see that I forgot to post here on Ruthie's birthday. Well, uh, she had a birthday. :) Now She Is Six! And a very volatile six, I might add. Ruthie has a lot of what her preschool teachers used to call "strong feelings." Lately, everything is about fairness with her. If her brother gets a particular treat and she doesn't, it's not fair. It's still "not fair" even if she got a treat yesterday and he didn't, mind you. It's also "not fair" that she is expected to pick up her clothes off the floor, flush the toilet after she poops, sit down and eat when dinner is ready, etc.... I struggle so hard not to say "well, life isn't fair," because I remember how much I haaaaaaaaaaated it when my mom used to say that when I was a kid. :P But sometimes, what else can I say?

But Ruthie is also delightful and loving and smart and funny. If you aren't following me on Facebook, you're missing out on TONS of funny things that she says. I should really go back through those posts and copy them out to somewhere I can hang onto them, because man, she is a veritable fount of hilarious sayings lately. I'll just copy-paste the latest one:

This year, for Little League, Isaac has to wear a "cup" to protect my future grandchildren. ;) This morning he tried it on for the first time, and put his jeans on over it to make sure they fit. Then he was knocking on it with his knuckles and laughing at the sound it made, and Ruthie goes, "You have a penis drum!"

Ruthie loves to draw, and to make stuff out of paper. She is endlessly creative with markers, scissors, paper, and tape. She loves to sing and dance too. Recently she had a bit of a cold, and was using a lot of tissues during the night, and since her bed is a mattress on the floor, it wasn't convenient for her to reach the trash can. So she got a small basket (from some toy) and put a plastic bag into it for a makeshift garbage receptacle. I was really impressed with that ingenuity, where some kids might have just resorted to tossing their snotty tissues on the floor. ;)

Anyway, she's a great kid and I'm constantly amazed and delighted to be her mom. :)