The unofficial start of summer is here!
Luckily, I live in an area where summer-like temps start early and stretch well into September. So, Memorial Day really signals the start of daily requests to go to the neighborhood pool from Georgia Peach and my disgust for not being swimsuit ready. Continue reading → Best Cookout Never
Happy Flashback Friday! 🙂
This year marked my first Valentine’s Day…with a Preschooler. A week before the big day, GeoriaPeach’s Teacher sent the Parents an email with some details for the celebration:
The party would be small and just for the kids (the last few parties families attended)
Send Valentine’s Day cards with your Child’s name in the from column only and,
Respond via email if you would be sending a treat for the class.
Perfect! Sounds easy enough.
I responded to GP’s teacher indicating that I would send some brownies bites (my contribution in ensuring the kids went home with the right amount of sugar). Now, before you judge me…I have been VERY good with sending wholesome snacks for celebrations and parties. I thought, a couple of brownies won’t hurt, right? I pulled out some old Valentine’s Day cards I had lying around the house, signed them with GP’s government name and put them in her bag for school. Simple enough for a class of 7 two year-olds, right?
Oh, Clueless Mommy, when will you learn??
When I walked into GP’s classroom to pick her up I was horrified to see ALL the cute gifts (she even got a book) and treats she had gotten from her classmates! They wouldn’t even all fit in her book bag.
All I sent were cheesy Sports Themed cards, which aren’t exactly a reflection of her current interests or activities. Boo! She loves ballet, Doc McStuffins and Bubble Guppies.
But the absolute best part of the day was this conversation with GP’s Teacher.
Teacher: You guys must not give GP donuts?
Me: No, it is a pretty rare occasion if she has one. Why? What happened?
Teacher: Well, one of the Parents brought in some Munchkins for our party. She ate 3 of them right away so, we had to cut her off. We cleaned her face and clothes, she had powdered sugar all over.
Me (laughing): Oh, Lord!
I turned to look at GP, she and the other girls were running around in a circle out of control. I guess the other Mom thought, a couple of donuts won’t hurt, right?
I felt like Ricky Bobby.
Karma.
The Coach is a pretty funny guy. Early in our relationship, we had the following conversation about funerals…
The Coach: I’ve been thinking about the type of funeral service I want to have when the time comes.
Me: What do you mean? Why are you telling me this? Is there something I should know?
The Coach: First of all I’m not dying and I’m telling you because you will plan it. I want my funeral to reflect me.
Me: Okay, but don’t most funerals reflect the deceased?
The Coach: Well, I haven’t been to many funerals but, the one that sticks out to me involved a terrible singer. The good thing about this guy was that his singing was so bad, he made us laugh. So, I decided that I wanted to do something a little different for mine. Let’s be honest, I’m a fun guy so why not put the ‘fun’ back in funeral. Most importantly, I want us to put together a cd of songs for our guests to experience. You know something they can play whenever they are thinking about me.
Me (laughing pretty hard): Wait, time out. The ‘fun in funeral’? And you want funeral favors to be handed out?? Since when are you an ‘experience’ guy? This is beyond crazy. Are you kidding me?
The Coach: I am serious! I would like people to have a little something to take home to remember me on the ride home or whenever. I was thinking a 2 disc cd set.
Me (still laughing): Where will this epic funeral take place? You know some of your favorite songs are not appropriate for a church.
The Coach: At church of course but, the cd wouldn’t be played during the service, it would be debuted at the wake/visitation. It will be a gift for coming to the funeral.
Now, I am laughing so hard tears are streaming down my face. A funeral cd? I am unable to speak. Finally, when I am able to collect myself, we continue the conversation.
Me: So, to be clear you want those attending your funeral to get some sort of party favor at the end? And you want that to be a cd?
The Coach: Exactly! And I want the liner of the cd to be a copy of the obituary.
Me: This keeps getting better. I’m not doing that, you are outrageous.
The Coach: But isn’t the funeral suppose to be about me? I’m telling you this is what I want, isn’t it a great idea?
Me: Maybe we could do A cd, 2 is a bit much.
The Coach: You know I love for people to have a good time especially if we are hosting something, shouldn’t my funeral be the same?
Me: I agree, funerals are a celebration of life. But you my friend, can go a little overboard. We will have to work on the details a little on this one. Can we table this conversation for say 100 years? 😉
The Coach: Yes, but you have to do it for me!
So, naturally I did a little research on the subject and as I should have known, memorial or funeral favors exist. Just not to the extent of what The Coach would like to do.
Seriously, what have I gotten myself into here? 🙂
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