many hats…

I thinking last night about all I do for my kids.  And then I realized that I wear a lot of mom hats: soccer mom hat, tennis mom hat, Girl Scout mom hat, ballet mom hat, swim mom hat and most important of all since without wearing this one I can’t do all of the above: taxi mom hat. I don’t think I would be able to any of this if I didn’t drive.

The funny thing about driving is that I didn’t get a license until I was 25. I went to Driver’s Ed in high school but I was a nervous driver. I didn’t practice anywhere else but there. My father only took me once in beast of the van (which he still has twenty plus years later) and that was it. My brothers didn’t bother to take me out either.

So obviously, I did not pass the driving portion of the class.  I really did not need a license anyway. I was still in high school so the bus was it. Once I went to college, I also took the bus. I didn’t go anywhere but school and home. I really didn’t have social life outside those two places. If I wanted to go anywhere else, it was on the bus.  I did have some friends who had a car and on occasion I would get a ride from them but that was not very often.  When you live in a large city, public transportation was the easiest solution.

Then I got married and I still didn’t have a license. Eric didn’t have one either but he decided to make it happen. He drove and passed his test. We bought a car soon after that. And yet, I still didn’t have a license. I did get a learner’s permit because I wanted to be comfortable driving. I drove until the permit expired and I drove even after it expired. Finally, we were driving by a DMV in Schaumburg. Eric drove me right up to the place so I can finally bite the bullet.

Another funny story: so I was my turn to take the driver’s test. It was a hot and very sunny day. The tester wanted to check to make sure my lights were working. I had to put my left blinker on and then the right one. Like I said, it was a very sunny day. She couldn’t see the lights blinking. I finally put the flashers on. As she was approaching the car, I heard her say “Are you stupid or something?” I don’t think she meant for me to hear her (or maybe she did???) but it made me nervous and probably made me feel like I was in high school again. I did tell her about it but I can’t remember what her reaction was or what she said.  It just felt wrong especially since I was taking this test for the first time ever.

I guess she was satisfied with the blinker situation and told me to start the car. I was finally doing it: DRIVING!!! I went thru the motions: drive forward, three quarter turn, reverse, merge, etc. Now my worse driving skill is perpendicular parking. It still is but I’ve gotten better. Now the coolest thing about taking the test out in the suburbs is they don’t do the perpendicular parking, they do diagonal parking instead. Best thing ever.  I finally finished the test and we walked back into the office.  I told Eric about what happen.  He went to complain about the lady.  The manager, I think, came over and apologized.  Needless to say, I passed the test and got myself my very own driver license.

Any way, this was supposed to be about wearing hats and driving everywhere for my kids.  Just like my life, it is just all over the place.  And you know what?  I wouldn’t change it for the world.

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giving thanks…

This morning Mia, myself and a few hundred folks assembled food baskets for disadvantaged families for thanksgiving thru Chicago Basket Brigade.

Three of Mia’s girl scout daisies and their families came along for the ride.  It was a wonderful experience.  There was DJ who spun music.  The ladies that were also passing out the biscuits were having fun and making our group very lively.  Mia was  dancing, singing and just having a good time that she didn’t complain about the work she was doing.

She handled the biscuit line: 
“Don’t drop the biscuits!” was a gentle reminder to be nice to the cans.

She also helped assemble a basket:

 It was heavy by the end (there was jello, gravy packets, a pie and a bag of salad added after the second picture was taken) but she managed to get the bundle to the table with help from another volunteer. I had my own and couldn’t quite help her.

We then went back to the biscuit area and she started to put the cans in the trays.


At the end of it all, there was enough food to assemble 1500 baskets.

I hope my little girl understands that we can’t save the whole world but we can do our part by doing good deeds like this.  I hope we do this again next year.

cookies…

We have survived our first ever cookie delivery day.  I have never ever seen so many Girl Scout cookies in my life.  Thin Mints, Samoas, Trefoils oh my!!!  Just check out the cookie craziness that went on:cookie galore!!!

After we were done sorting per cookie type, troop order and scout order, we were finally done.

And now the fun starts. We need to sort all these boxes to fill out orders that our wonderful family, coworkers and friends bought from our Daisy. Here is what 327 boxes of cookies look like:
Mia and her cookies

As you can see, Mia is 5 1/2 Thin Mint cases tall and missing quite a few teeth.

Before you know it, it will be Cookie season again. It will be bigger and better next year. Bring it 2016!!!

girl scout cookies…

The first Girl Scout cookie pre-sale has been successful. My Daisy was the top seller of her troop with 328 boxes sold. She seemed to have had lots of fun selling to friends and family. She was shy at first when selling but eventually she was a pro. So eager to ask anyone to buy cookies from her. She also made a video for Eric’s work selling her wares. That was a hit.

Now that we have a successful pre-sale under our belts we think we can hit 400 boxes next year. The pressure it on!!!!

We are still waiting for our cookie shipment. Only three more days!!!

top cookie seller

guess who is…

is six? This girl!!!!

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I can’t believe she is six already.  I don’t have her deets yet so I will update later for that.

Things that happened in her fifth year (in no particular order):

  • she finished her last year of preschool
  • she learned how to ride a bike this summer
  • she started kindergarten
  • she has two boyfriends (OMG!)
  • she joined the Daisies
  • she has lost two teeth
  • she had her first sleepover
  • got her first mani/pedi
  • went to Mexico for the first time

I’m sure I am missing so much.  She is so busy and loving it.  Let’s see what adventures my six year old gets into this year.

Happy birthday to my Pirate Princess Daisy!  Love you twenty hundreds and all the numbers in the world!!!

a daisy in training…

After a few emails back and forth, I can now say that Mia is now a Girl Scout Daisy.

first day as a Daisy, 9/24/14
first day as a Daisy, 9/24/14

I never thought about Mia being a Girl Scout. I would see them at school with their sashes or vests, selling cookies or their project posters. But I never ever thought about Mia being one of them.

And so here we are, one meeting under her (and my) belt. I have put all the patches on her vest. I have been obsessing over the Girls Scout GCNWI Programs website.  I am waiting for the second meeting.  I have bought the Daisy manual (it is not required but still). I know where the Girl Scout office it.  Already planning the Girl Scout cookie assault that will happen in a few months.  She is working on her Girl Scout promise.  She needs to learn that to get her first Daisy patch.  So much to do.

And yes, this is after ONE MEETING. I just crack myself up. Daisies is a two year commitment. Bring it!

quandary…

I have a quandary. My girl is roughly 5 1/2. I know she is aching to get her nails done. I, on the other hand, am not ready for that. Anytime I see a little girl with their nails painted (either finger or toe), I cringe.

She is only five, FIVE!! She is a girly girl.  Loves to pretend she has a boyfriend or pretend that her dolls have a boyfriend or trying to set up her brother with a classmate (yes, this really happened) or get dressed up when she can (for parties or holidays).

When she gets her face painted, she truly feels like a princess.  Once in a blue moon, I will give her some clear Lip Shimmer.  Once again, she feels like a princess.  When she wears her earrings, she feels like a princess.  All fingers point to princess.

But nail painting, that is where I draw the line right now. (No pun intended.)  I did tell her when she turns six I will let her paint them.  And even then, it will be soft colors like pink and clear and glitter.

But when it happens, I think I will cry.   *sigh*