monday morning musings

I'd blog today but I'm determined to get ALL the laundry done. I'm also determined to move like an organizing tornado through AnnaKate and Luke's room. They share a room. They both get scared at night so the bunk bed has been a comfort to both of them.......until recently. 

The mess and the fights has been overshadowing the benefits.

 I want to remodel my basement.

 Is that too much to ask? Then they could have their own room. 

I became ill New Years Eve and was sick for a good week so now I'm finally feeling better. 

 I'm catching up and recovering from the Holidays. 

It snowed for what seemed like the first time this winter. 

I mean a real snow that you can play in and make a snow man.

 Now it's blue skies with clean white snow.

It really is lovely.

Last night we watched

The Conspirator

Off in the distance I kept hearing what might have been tragic weeping.

I couldn't tell if it was the movie or one of my children.

Finally Emmaline came into our room tragically weeping.

Oh! It was her, not the movie.

We asked what's wrong. She said she didn't feel well.

We asked is it your tummy or your head. She didn't know. We asked if there was a giant homework assignment due tomorrow and she just remembered. She fortunately said no. 

I started asking if someone said something mean to her.

Ding ding ding ding! 

I win, I figured it out. 

She then told us that the popular girls at school are in one of her classes and they laugh at her and leave her out.

 She hears them whisper "Emmaline looks ridiculous"  

Poor Nate could hardly stand hearing this. 

Emmaline kept saying "I just want to fit in"

Fit in? Really? With girls who snicker in a clump at a perfectly sweet person? 

Ya, no you don't. 

Emmaline is in 7th grade. Is there anything worse than 7th grade? I hated 7th grade.

Since Emmaline began 7th grade I only step foot in that junior high if I have to.

Oh dear. I'm blogging when I should be doing house work. 

This is why I'm never caught up with my house work....I start telling stories and before I know it the day is over. 

Anyway, we sat there and told her no matter how kind you are or how fun you are or how talented or smart you can't please everyone. There is always going to be someone somewhere who thinks you look ridiculous or act ridiculous. You just need to be true to yourself, true to your God and know that you are loved by your family and your true friends. 

Poor Nate was still in denial that anyone could be rude or mean to Emmaline. 

Nate is a lot like Pollyanna. 

This morning Emmaline had on an outfit that was quite creative....perhaps in another 7th grader's mind it might have even been ridiculous.

I don't say much anymore when my girls come up with these creative outfits.

 I think interesting clothing combinations are fun and makes me smile. 

Today though, I politely suggested she wear one of the cute new outfits she got for Christmas. 

She happily went and changed and looked darling. 

Am I giving in to peer pressure from a bunch of mean girls by doing a little fashion consulting for my daughter? 

I don't know. 

I don't care what those girls think of my Em. They are missing out on a wonderful person by leaving her out. Yes I do to care. I'd like to march over to the school and give them all a lecture. 

Well, that's it for today. I really am going to get my house under control. It makes me incredibly happy and peaceful when things are organized and clean around here......which then eventually leads right back to misery because the kids undo all my work....hmmmm 

The circle of life.

Isn't it glorious?! :)