Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Conversations with Grant

My cousin Jessica recently started a blog. And it's one of the BEST blogs I subscribe to! The blog is basically a series of conversations that Jessica has had with her 6 year old son, Grant. Grant is hilarious, insightful, and at times, incredibly profound. I know you may not know Jessica or Grant, but if you want to add some humor in to your day, go ahead and add her blog to your Google Reader.

Click here to get to the blog. And here's a great story from today that I just had to share:

Grant brought me one of his dry erase boards and asked me to draw a picture of a bug. I was in the middle of cleaning house before 30 or so people arrived for his big birthday event, so I quickly jotted something down and handed it back to him. And so the conversation begins…

Grant: What’s this???

It’s a spider.

Grant: It only has six legs?

Mom: What? Oh. Sorry. I was in a hurry. Just pretend it’s a make believe special spider.

Grant: (exasperated!) How can I pretend that? It’s not a spider if it only has six legs.

(At this point, I stop what I’m doing because I feel an after school special moment coming on. Grant has very little understanding for those who do not do things the correct way (his way)…imagination or not.)

Mom: Grant, it’s just a pretend spider. It doesn’t have to be perfect. That’s the great thing about pretending and using your imagination. You can chose for something to be whatever you want it to be.

Grant: (exasperated again) Mom, I know how to pretend. I just don’t see the point of pretending something incorrectly.

Mom: Just give me the spider. (I draw two more legs)

Now, knowing my son as well as I do, I know that this is not the end of things. And I was right! Two days later on the way to school...

Grant: Mom, do you remember the other day when you drew that spider with only six legs?

Yes Grant.

Did you just not know that spiders have eight legs?

Mom: No Grant. I am aware that spiders have eight legs, but, honestly, I was in a hurry.

Oh. But you understand that it wasn’t really a spider until you put the other legs on right?

Yes Grant. I understand.

Ok. Good.

Oh Grant!

Monday, May 11, 2009


Today did not get off to a great start. Here's a recap of the crazy morning at the Lawson household:

6:45 a.m. I wake up and shower because there was a potential for me to have to take Eisley to the doctor this morning. They start taking calls at 7:30 so I wanted to be up and ready to go if I needed to take her in. Eisley wakes up at 7, so I had 15 minutes to get showered, dressed, and make up on.

7:00 a.m.
Success. I'm dressed, ready for the day, got Eisley out of bed, fed her breakfast and waited until 7:30 to place my call to the doctor's office.

7:30 a.m. I called the doctor's office, made an appointment just in case, and left a request for a nurse to call me. If the nurse called me and we determined I didn't need to bring Eisley in, then I could cancel the appointment I had just made. If the nurse said I needed to bring her in, then I would have to try to find another appointment, which at that point, all the other parents of sick babies would have called and snatched up all the good appointments for the day.

8:15 a.m. Nurse called. I gave her a rundown of all of Eisley's symptoms she'd had over the weekend. Nurse determined that Eisley had just had a virus, she's over it at this point, and she's good to go to school today. Whew. That's what I was hoping for. I needed to go to work today. Had staff meeting at 10:30.

8:30 a.m. Eisley got tired. I put her back to bed for a quick nap.

9:15 a.m.
Eisley woke up and I got her dressed for the day.

9:30 a.m.
I tried to leave for work. Only to discover that my keys were locked in my car.

9:32 a.m.
I called Billy to see if he could come let me in my car (he has a spare key). He reminds me that he had gone into work this morning with his carpool buddy and that his car was at home so he had no way of getting to me.

Great. The car seat was also locked in my car, that I had no way of getting in to.

9:35 a.m. Called my co-worker to see if he had left for work yet. He was already at work. Which is a 25 minute drive from where we live. He suggested that I call his wife Brandie to see if she could give me a ride, and that they probably have an extra car seat I could borrow.

9:36 a.m. I remembered that I had an extra (albeit, broken) key to Billy's car that was at home. So I called Brandie to see if I could borrow a car seat. She said she would find one and bring it over.

9:45 a.m.
Brandie came over and installed the car seat for me. We left for work. Eisley cried nearly the whole drive.

10:20 a.m. Got to work. Opened the backseat of the car to discover that Eisley had spit-up EVERYWHERE-- all over herself and all over the borrowed car seat. No wonder she was crying. She was sitting in mango & oatmeal spit-up.

10:25 a.m.
Dropped a spit-up covered Eisley off at her school (which is at the church where I work), realized there's spit-up all over my shirt from where I'd been holding Eisley, and I smell because of it. Yuck.

10:30 a.m. Staff meeting started, and I'm exhausted.

The rest of the day is kind of looking up despite it's chaotic beginning. Too bad I can't squeeze in a nap. I've got so much homework to do today it's scary.

I better get back to it.

Friday, May 8, 2009

My Three Moms

Sunday is Mother's Day. The other day I asked Billy if he thought Eisley knew Mother's Day was coming up. He said, "Oh, I'll be sure to talk to her about it. She probably forgot." Ha.

This is my first Mother's Day as a mom myself. I don't have any idea what kind of shenanigans Billy and Eisley will be up to to celebrate. But it will no doubt feel strange to be celebrated on Mother's Day. We did celebrate last year, since I was pregnant, but we kept it low-key. This year, my baby is here in the flesh. I received my very first Mother's Day card in the mail today-- it was from my aunt D in Texas. Thanks for thinking of me, D! I love you.

It'll be kind of strange to make the transition to be one of the ones celebrated on this special day, instead of just being one of the ones doing the celebrating. I've got lots of people to celebrate. There are many who have been like moms to me at different points in my life. And then there are my three moms (Does anyone remember that show "My Two Dads"? It's like that, but with moms. And there are three instead of two). Each of my moms is special and wonderful in her own way. They have all taught me so much, helped me grow, and have, most of all, loved me unconditionally and showed me how to love my own daughter. Thank you! I love you all! Happy Mother's Day. I wish I could be in Texas to celebrate you in person!

My mom, Jimmie Ann Floyd, with those she most adores-- her grandchildren

My stepmom, Debby Efurd, laughing a bit with Miss E

My mother-in-law, Diana Lawson, with her one & only grandchild

The first time I met my daughter. It was indeed a proud moment.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Nine Months

Here's my girl at her nine month check-up today. This is such a fun age, which made for a fun visit to the doctor. She's got loads of personality, and she was really hammin' it up for everyone today-- waving at everyone, cruising around, laughing, etc. The band-aid on her toe is from when they pricked her toe to check the iron levels in her blood.

So without further ado, here's her new stats:

Weight: 19 pounds, 3 ounces (54th percentile)
Height: 28.5 inches (78th percentile)
And her head size I don't remember, but she's in the 93rd percentile there. Must be her big, smart brain!

Hard to believe she once was this little:

This is Eisley at 2 days old. She weighed in at 6 pounds, 15 ounces and was 20 and 3/4 inches long.

We love our growing girl!!!