Monday, April 28, 2014

Stacey McGill 4EVA

You guys, Mia will be 9 next week and my frail mama's heart can barely take it...

At 9 years old, my third grader goes to the same elementary school that I attended.  
At 9 years old, her third grade classroom is in the same classroom that I had.
At 9 years old, my third grader lives to read just as I did as a girl.
And, at 9 years old, my third grader still hasn't read any of The Baby-Sitters Club books.

As I said, my heart can barely take it! Growing up, I was obsessed with the BSC books! Each week on library day, there would be a hurried walk (no running in the library!) to the shelves holding the holy grail of Ann M. Martin books, and every week there would be a quick discussion between myself and Cathe Poisal (Hi Cathe!!!) as to which of us would be checking out which book for the week. There might be a deal made, a swap, or even a little spat over the books but it was all done out of pure love for the BSC. 

My friend Kimmie Instagrammed this pic a few days ago with the caption
"Be still my 3rd grade self. Bonner Springs Goodwill had all of these
Baby Sitters Club books. I was tempted to buy them all. #childhoodmemories"
If the title to this post is any clue, Stacey McGill was my favorite babysitter. Stacey, who was utterly cool obviously, was described as one of the best dressers (besides Claudia) and had beautiful penmanship (complete with hearts over her i). Oh Lord, did I want to be Stacey McGill!  She was from New York, friends! NEW. YORK. To a little girl in the Midwest, she was the epitome of sophistication!

Honestly though, as badly as I wanted to be Stacey, I knew in my heart that I was Mary Anne back then. Shy Mary Anne who just wanted to be nice and not upset anyone. Two years later, and I finally came out of my shell, but I was still no Stacey McGill...

Mia is a cross between Kristy, Claudia, and Mallory: determined, creative, and all around brainy and I wouldn't have her any other way. She's currently in the middle of the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series, and insanely excited to plan her birthday sleepover.

Until then, we're watching the entire first season on Netflix. Yesssssssss!!!!!!!

Look at Stacey in that sweet beret! I'm a grown woman and
I couldn't pull that look off without looking completely ridiculous.

Oh, and by the way, Netflix is letting me give away a free 3 month subscription to one lucky HHDD reader! All you have to do is leave a comment, and the winner will be announced May 1, 2014!

(PS: I may be 30, but there's still hope for me to be as effortlessly chic as Stacey, isn't there? Say yes or we can't be friends anymore! Also, I realize that's a totally Kristy thing to say. So bossy, right?!)

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Age Before Beauty

Things are basically 'take away the shoelaces because Mom's lost her mind' crazy around here right now!

Quick summary of what's up lately:
  • Mia - field trip at school and 2 trips to the principal's office. IKNOWRIGHT!!! She also turns 9 in a few weeks and it looks like we'll be having another sleepover. Have mercy...
  • Marlee - kindergarten screenings a few weeks ago and still refusing to wear pants or comb her own hair. She's the girliest hillbilly child I've ever met.
  • Miles - potty training... and he's doing really great. Also, he tried to convince me the other night that he didn't have to go to bed because Dwight from The Office said he could stay up. FALSE!
  • Chris - started a new job yesterday! Yessssssss! After so many years with Best Buy, we are SO excited for him to finally work closer to home and have the weekends off to spend together as a family!
  • Me - oh, you know - losing every bit of what little sanity I still have left. Busy at work, busy at home. Do you ever feel like you need a vacation from all adult responsibilities? Yeah, me too. Every. Single. Day.
I can tell you one thing with certainty though: the stress of every day life hasn't given me a single gray hair yet! High five on that!!!

Guess who has a few grays... my loving husband!

ME: Babe, you have gray hairs in your beard!

CHRIS: No I don't! Those are white and I've always had them. I just pull them out when I notice them.

ME: What?!

CHRIS: Yeah, they're white.

ME: Um... no. Those are gray hairs and Jesus Christ - don't you know you're not supposed to pull out a gray hair or you'll get 3 more?!

CHRIS: It's not gray, it's white like a pale blonde. Gingers don't get gray hair anyway.

ME: Right, it doesn't turn silver or gray! It turns 'white'! 'White' is the gray hair of the Ginger community! Haha!

CHRIS: It's not gray! Fucker! Besides - your hair would be gray if you didn't color it!

ME: Dude, I haven't colored my hair since September and I don't see any grays. You're just getting old!

CHRIS: Fine! Maybe you don't have any grays but I hope to God you go bald!

This, you guys - this is the foundation of a solid marriage...