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Just a reminder…

I’m working on a project at the moment, one that I need to finish in the next couple of weeks or so. (3 down…9 to go!) That’s why I’m being such a bad blogger. But that’s not the only thing – I’m reaching the point at which I really just need everyone to go to school. My ability to think is diminishing by the day – simply because I’m one of those people (an "I" on the discredited Myers-Briggs "test" – one who needs time alone in order to recharge, as opposed to an "E" who needs contact with others to be recharged. Whether or not the M-B is bunk, the thing gave me a little bit of insight into my oldest son, whom I finally decided was an "E" – a trip to the grocery store with him and his siblings was a never ending "leave him alone" "stop pestering her" – why? I finally decided it was because he needed to be interacting with others in order to feel alive. I’m the opposite. Which made for some interesting moments.)


But anyway, I never cease to be delighted by the children who are home right now. Katie sits and knits or reads Emma and asks me if I know how many times Meryl Streep has been nominated for an Academy Award and comments that isn’t it weird that she got Good News from Netflix right after June Allyson died. (Don’t worry, she’s normal. Testy conversation about why she wouldn’t be allowed to go see John Tucker Must Die along with everyone else).

Michael the Baby runs into bookcases, resulting in the obligatory three-days-we-can’t-take-him-out-in-public-or-who-knows-what-people-will-think moment and expands his vocabulary by leaps and bounds every day, even structuring primitive sentences, usually in moments of great stress, as when he’s been put in the play yard: "Me – get – out! I’an get out! GET OUT ME!"


And Joseph – well, Joseph has his moments. Today it was this:

I went out last night to walk, and returned an hour later to see that Joseph was already alseep in his bed. Why? Because he had taken one of Katie’s dolls – she never had many, but this was one of the few – a Madeleine doll – and told Katie he would surprise her.

Which he did when he proudly returned the doll to her with half of her hair chopped off.

He was apparently crushed when she wasn’t impressed.

Hence the early meeting with the bed.

This morning, I found a pair of nail scissors on his dresser, and I asked him if this was what he used to cut the doll’s hair. He nodded, tight-lipped, really unwilling to admit to me what he had done. I thought that was it.


Then tonight, I was doing a bigger clean-up of his room, putting up a little wall shelf on which he could put his souvenirs from his travels (so far – a wooden carved cactus from Arizona, a small Gateway Arch, a cannon from Castille de San Marcos, a little water pump from the Lincoln Log Cabin site, seashells from Florida, and a Pinocchio pen, toy airplane and Centurion figure from Rome), and I opened one of the top drawers of his dresser.

What did I find?

Two beard trimmers, with a small pile of red Madeleine-hair.

He was sitting on his bed, looking at a book, and really, I didn’t see the point in any more scolding. It was just too funny. So I went and got Michael and just said, "Look in that drawer." He matched my look of bemused disbelief, then told Joseph, as sternly as he could manage, that these things were dangerous, and he was never to touch them again.

Joseph nodded, without looking up from his book.


So really, I don’t have it in my head to write much.

But then…what was it I just did?

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posted August 1, 2006 at 7:28 am

Amy —
Is Myers-Briggs really discredited? I’d like to think that many of us finally got the memo that it doesn’t trump Titus & I Timothy or even the Didache, but in its proper (secondary) place, it can be useful to church life and couples support ministry.
But if it really has been discredited, i’d love to hear about it — and as the home-working side o’ the family, August 23rd is a day of freedom on my calendar even if the president of Iran is right and the Hidden Iman returns Aug. 22. This borderline “I” is pushed by my Little Guy and his neighborhood friends well into the deeply introverted zone!
Peace, Jeff

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posted August 1, 2006 at 9:00 am

Oh good! I didn’t let my 14 y-o daughter go see John Tucker Must Die either. I feel like such a grinch sometimes…

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posted August 1, 2006 at 9:59 am

This post is blogging Amy at her best for me.
I particularly enjoy the Joseph posts since we are both raising similar “swording” men. Joseph has moved on to scissors as swords, no doubt about it!
Thanks as always…

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posted August 1, 2006 at 11:20 am

My 4 year old has started swording. I immediately thought of your Joseph stories. We saw Pirates of Carribean recently. I decided to make swords out of cardboard b/c anything stronger would result in a hurt child or broken vase or something. I had to make one for the 3 y-o too, of course. They’re quite happy with them. I had to add duct tape over an extra piece of cardboard to solidify the handle. Duct tape, God’s greatest creation, makes all things possible.

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posted August 1, 2006 at 11:31 am

Peggy, a hearty welcome to the “moms who sons’ sword” club.
You are quite correct about cardboard and duct tape. AND, it comes in all sorts of *colors* so go for it with the cardboard and tape.
We do not have the heart to throw out the cardboard swords and shield and armor we made two years ago. Yes, even a helmet and breastplaste were made out of cardboard and duct tape. It has a proud corner in his room. Perhaps Middle School it will be pitched? Never?
And learn this mantra: “this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass…” and then you’ll be sad when you realize it has passed!

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posted August 1, 2006 at 12:09 pm

Wow! Thanks for all the ideas. We just moved and have boxes and cardboard coming out of our ears.
God bless!

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posted August 1, 2006 at 12:29 pm

I, too, would like to hear more about the discrediting of the M-B test. Where can we go to read more?

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Stephen Pitts

posted August 1, 2006 at 12:29 pm

Your original announcement of the your project did not allow comments, but I wanted to share about a JAG friend of mine. He received the best booklet on the rosary I have ever seen through the military archdiocese. It had meditations on each decade (10 little short phrases — specific virtues, sins, or practical resolutions concerned with the mystery) and images to look at while praying. Even though he was stationed in the US, he still had to go through officer school, etc. where he could not be with his wife, so I know he really appreciated it. I hope that your project similarly touches lives.

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Matthew K

posted August 1, 2006 at 10:08 pm

Recently my brothers were cleaning out my parents’ basement, helping to prepare for a move. They found a knight’s breastplate fashioned from cardboard. Made in 1967 or so, a Cub Scout project long forgotten. I have no doubt that this armor deflected makeshift swords.

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posted August 1, 2006 at 10:44 pm

What is it about kids and cutting hair? My oldest wasn’t content with dolls though. When she was 4 and her sister was 1, the younger one always had everyone fawning over her beautiful curls. One evening I was cooking dinner and realized that it was really too quiet. The girls had disappeared upstairs, and when I went up to check, there was the 4 year old with a pair of baby fingernail scissors in her hand, and a bald 1 year old sitting next to a pile of beautiful curls. I couldn’t even say much because I had clear memories of cutting off all my little sister’s hair at the same age. At least human hair grows back (poor Madeleine!)

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Ron Rolling

posted August 2, 2006 at 2:06 pm

Ah, parenting.
God bless Michael and you.

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