parenting is a lot like the movies.

Well today was just like any ordinary day, except for the fact that our house is quiet. And not just normal quiet but sort of a creepy quiet. But creepy in a good way. Our kids are officially back to school and that means only one thing – PAR-TAY, which we all know in parenting terms means sit down…breathe and relax without any one asking for anything.

Or in mom blogger terms means “get on Twitter without any interruptions!”

I have decided that our children growing up is like a good horror film…the kind that tenses you all up and you really do NOT want to see what is happening, and yet you have this inner burning need watch in between each finger covering your eyes. It’s one of those things that is sometimes pretty entertaining but scares you to death all in the same moment.

Somedays it reminds me a little bit like Dumb and Dumber too, but just with only one total idiot. Like yesterday, when I waited until the very last minute (the day before school) to go get M her supplies. We walked around having lots of fun, checking off items from her supplies sheet that was sent home and all was good. I could not believe how incredibly lucky we got this year because amazingly, M had almost all of the things she needed already from last year! It was sheer delight for a good solid hour of shopping around, eating ice cream together, holding hands and skipping gayly through the Walmart parking lot. The sun shone brightly on us indeed.

Note to self: Your daughter is in SECOND grade this year. Not first grade! That was last year’s supply list you flipping idiot.

So after I calmed M down before bed, I pinkie promised that I would NOT be an idiot any more. No really, I pinkie promised that I would pull my head out of my #ss. No really, I pinkie promised that I would get her what she needed the very next day while at school using the CORRECT GRADE LEVEL, along with more blue cosmic ice cream.

So really there’s not a lot to this whole parenting school-age kids thing as long as you have a pinkie and some ice cream.

Though there are those times when I think about how similar our life seems to the Griswold family too. You know, Clark really has a good heart and his intentions are pretty sincere. He doesn’t ask for an adventure around every corner – it just happens. Some of us have the ability to really lead exciting adventurous and exhilarating daily lives. I can’t say we are really “talented” – it’s more like a natural penomenom we have been blessed with. Like when God really must have known that E and I need a good stretching workout while we got his supplies at Walmart.

It wasn’t a huge crisis that I let him hold his Redbox movie. It wasn’t a huge crisis that he lost it and we circled Walmart twice. And it certainly was not a huge crisis to go around the third time slithering up and down aisles on our bellies, reaching under shelves on the floor in search of Spongebob and Triton’s Revenge. Nope. Not a real huge crisis. Just a MAJOR pain in the butt. But then, God knows best and I am sure he must have known E and  I needed good bonding time together, stories to share with the grandkids and a nice little workout together.

So really, the way I see it is that I have been simply giving our kids great life experiences. You know, our kids are really pretty lucky to have had all these super cool and spontaneous hiccups along the way. It’s an important life-lesson to learn to fall and get back up. So the way I see it, I should be the one getting the blue cosmic ice cream.

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