Mommy was going to blog about something completely different today but instead has decided we owe an "Ode to Aunt Tracey." We love
Ollie's Blog and we love seeing his pictures and reading about the fun things they do out and about NYC... Aunt Tracey is one of those Mommies who really has her shit together and so do her little hipster Mommy friends. For instance, probably they wouldn't let their kids out of the house dressed like this:
...for church.
And probably, they wouldn't think it's a whole lot of fun to get out ink pens and permanent markers and color this:
Because, why not? Who needs paper when your body is a blank canvas?
We are also willing to bet that Aunt Tracey and her Mommy friends do not think an idea of a healthy breakfast is:
A Pop Tart, that we may or may not have found on the floor of our van, split in half and ate on the way to school in our minivan. And lo, is Anna barefoot? Indeed, she is...we don't need shoes round here in these parts. Not every day...
'Specially not on rain days!
Finally, Mommy does not envision Ollie grabbing a rotten 2 by 4 and swinging it around the backyard garden just for fun:
all while about a foot and a half away from the car - and people. But lest you think Mommy is not safety minded, note the helmet Anna was wearing whilst swinging said 2 by 4. See - always thinking around here! Safety first!
(I wonder if television writers crack themselves up when they are writing as much as Mommy does when she is?)
We have a book we read called the City Mouse and the Country Mouse. Mommy tells us Ollie is a City mouse, and we are Country. And variety in life is good!
Love,
Lilly and Anna
1 comment:
ha! you ARE hilarious.
and oh yeah, I've really got my shit together—this was Ollie's day yesterday:
he watched 2 hours of construction videos on youtube—we called it "educational". he pooped on the floor of his bedroom and then ran around the house laughing—that was "early potty training". he picked up some trash on the playground, rolled it around in his hands, and then licked it—"creative play?". he sat on the kitchen floor to eat dinner (his third meal of macaroni and cheese for the day)—that is a very progressive new technique called "baby-led eating". he threw a 15 minute temper tantrum (sort of like this http://olliezee.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-pterodactyl.html but without the laughing part) for reasons I still can't figure out—which we dubbed "healthily expressing his feelings". yup, I'm clearly the epitome of a put-together mom...
personally, I love how you embrace those nutty, dirty, unsafe, silly things your kids do and proudly share them with us. it's like one of my "hipster mom friends" said "I'm not ashamed, I feed my kids cheerios for dinner. it's better than feeding them cheerios at 2 in the morning because they didn't eat their dinner. and they're still alive, aren't they? it's all about keeping them alive."
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