"Mom, how does the Tooth Fairy fly through the air?"
"How do YOU think?"
"I think moms do it."
"But how can a Mom be a Tooth Fairy?"
"Good moms are lots of things, Princess."

Friday, May 28, 2010

Stinkin' Attachment Challenge; Day One

Well, right after I wrote about needing to hug Princess more, Christine had to coincidentally go and be a big poop by issuing the Attachment Challenge which was, as one could imagine, met with much groaning and gnashing of teeth by the general RAD public. So here I am. Participating. Here is a picture of today's "chart:"


Ok, the thing over to the left is my magnetic dry-erase marker. The words are the last two items on this week's grocery list. They were out of sesame oil, by the way. What kind of supermarket is out of sesame oil?

The Post-it Note would be the chart. Those are the hugs I rolled out. And before you scoff, please keep in mind that this is my sad sad world record.

Where is the 10-minute Fun Bonding Activity?


Where is the 20-minute Whatever Princess Wants Me to do With Her?


Let's face it. I've got a LOT of excuses. And if I was going to make them, they'd sound like, "she got off the bus at 4:00 and I had to mow an acre of grass," and "seriously, people?" and, "it might not sound like it to a lot of people, but this stuff is haaaaaaaaard!" But I know they're just excuses and that this is not really anything I can't do, and, dang it Christine that 'she didn't choose this OR you, you know' phrase won't get out of my head!!!!! (pant....pant....pant....pant...)

And just to make myself look better, I'm counting bedtime as a bonding activity. We had a really good conversation about underarm hair.


  1. Yeah, those bedtime conversations... always good for meaningful conversations on a wide variety of topics! I say you got more than halfway on the hugs first day out, so take that as a win and go for more tomorrow. I'm here from Christine's blog ~ Good Luck this week, and onward!

  2. Bedtime seemed to be the most significant conversation time at my house. Nathan was notorious for asking me deep theological questions just as I was ready to leave the room and drop dead!But how can you say, "Not now, Honey, I'm too tired? I'd pray silently for wisdom and strength and spend 15-20 more minutes discussing deep thoughts!

  3. Maybe it's genetic, Anne; I'm pretty sure Buddy asked me deep theological questions at bedtime BECAUSE he knew that's the kind I'd stay and answer. :) Oh, well; at least he's gotten a good theological education.