Indulgences

How much wood could a Kitty chuck if a Kitty chews popsicles in the tub?

A lot.

2-Wheeler

We finally taught Kitty how to ride a bike without training wheels.  I've been prodding her for a couple of years and she has resisted greatly.  Every time I asked she would respond, "When I'm 8."

I didn't approve of that timeline.  Kitty is far too intelligent to be postponing training-wheel removal until she's 8.  I refuse to have a scaredy cat.  So - like all of my good parenting decisions, I told her she didn't have a choice and I forced her to learn.  

Before you go tsking your finger at me, we did take her to the sporting goods store and let her choose out whatever bike she wanted to learn on.  I didn't even squawk at the price tag.  Inside I was bellering like a banshee that she didn't have a defined budget but I held it in.  Now that's good parenting.

Kitty sure chose herself a beauty.

All said and done, Kitty did great!  We had some frustrating moments and elevated voices, but overall she caught on pretty quickly.  Unfortunately for me, her father wasn't much help.  He was nursing a back injury and couldn't handle the weight of holding her up on the bike.  I had no intention of being hands-on in this bike-riding lesson, but there I was, panting alongside Kitty like a dog chasing the mailman.  Father dear stood around getting a back massage instead.  Rough life.

A few more trips to the high school parking lot and Kitty was a pro.

Now...what can I force her to learn next?

Career Goals

Kitty has a lot of interests and talents.  I think this will be a great help to her when choosing a career path.  She really has an abundance of possibilities.

Like being a cowgirl:

Or a knight in shining armor.  Are girls called knights? Maybe a kitty in shining armor.

Or homeless:

Or a Frisbee retriever-er.

Or a creepy stalker:

Whatever she decides, I hope she's rich and will take care of me in my old age!

(Is there a lot of money in creepy-stalking?)  I sure hope so.

Easter Greetings

For the past 2 Easters, I have been a super cool Mom and hosted an Easter party and egg hunt for Kitty and her friends.  Both years were FANTASTIC!

This year I couldn't be a super cool Mom and put together a party.  This year, stupid Covid was the master of our lives. This year I had to be a lame Mom.

Well...not that lame.  I'm naturally cool so it's hard for me to morph into complete lameness.  I'm so naturally cool that I still put on an Easter egg hunt, complete with a hidden Hatchimals surprise egg.  A Hatchimals surprise egg!  And then I hunted for the eggs with Kitty like the super cool Mom that I am.

 I even let Kitty find the special egg.  Go ahead and give me a patty-pat-pat on the back. She was thrilled with her surprise.

I'm so cool I made a delicious ham dinner and a carrot cake that tasted like baking soda.  Poo on trying a new recipe.

But the dyed eggs were a smashing success and Kitty wrote Easter notes to her ol' Ma and Pa.  She's a super cool cat.

We topped off our Easter shenanigans with a plea to the Easter Bunny for gifts galore.

Thankfully, the Covid had not infected Mr. Bunny and he was able to hop on over to our place.

Hoppy Easter! (See how cool I am?)

Leprechaun Hunter

I remember a time many months ago when Kitty tried desperately to catch herself a leprechaun.  Every day at recess, she and a group of enthusiasts searched the school yard and set up traps, hoping to capture one of the creeps.

Unfortunately, luck was not on their side.  Also unfortunately, she was not at school on St. Patrick's Day, the most likely day of the year to actually catch a leprechaun at school.  Thanks, Covid-19 for ruining leprechaun-hunting.

We tried to catch the elusive guys two nights in a row at home, but did not succeed.  Mykey used his 3D printer to make some gold to entice the tiny bugger, Kitty set up a trap with a luring sign, but still no luck. 

 

He tripped the trap but we didn't get him.

We did, however, catch the slippery monster's hat and buckle, so all was not in vain.

Well, we didn't snag ourselves a leprechaun but we did have a deliciously green dinner; pesto pasta, veggies with green goddess dressing, Irish soda bread, yum, yum, yum.

Kitty even surprised me with a note.

Who needs a lousy leprechaun when I've got such a lovely Kitty?

Happy St. Patty's Day!

Monsters

We don't have monsters hiding under the beds at our house.  We're lucky that way.

We do, however, have a Kitty under the bed.

Michael went into Kitty's room to awaken her one morning and she was gone.  Panic would have been his immediate companion had Kitty not been kind enough to leave a note.

She slept there all night!  

I guess this proves claustrophobia ain't genetic.

Lucky Kitty.

School Days

When I was a kid, we went to school.  I walked to school every day and I walked home from school every day.  Even in the snow.  Even in the snow and the wind.  I stopped walking to school when I made it to high school.  Only losers walk to school in high school.  You know me well enough by now to know that I am most definitely NOT a loser.

Do you know who is a loser? Covid-19.  I hate that guy.

Thanks to that loser, there’s no such thing as school anymore.  School these days is Kitty sitting at my kitchen counter with a laptop whining about how bored she is.  And me barking at her to stop whining and do her assignments.  I feel conflicted because the work she is assigned is far below her abilities, they aren’t grading it, and I really don’t care if she completes it or not.  In fact, I feel like it’s an enormous waste of time.

But I can’t let her know that.

So I bark at her to keep up appearances.

I found pictures the other day of Kitty on the 100^th day of actual school before the world imploded. 

I also found a picture of crazy hair day.  We made her hair into a nest for her stuffed bird, Paradise. It was awesome.

Looking at these pictures and thinking about the abrupt end to her 1^st grade year made my heart sigh.  

The world seems so sad, so annoyingly uncertain, so boring.  But it doesn't matter - I won't let Covid-19 break us.

But I will gain 23 pounds because of him.

I really hate that guy!