Thursday, July 31, 2008

All of my fellow mom's out there... have you ever had one of those moments when you are pretty sure you're going to mess your kids up before it's all said and done? I did just last night.
We were a little rushed at dinner, my husband had a meeting to get to and time was short. My son, who is a VERY picky eater, was taking his time with the corn: eating super slowly. I, being the loving mother that I am, nagged at him to hurry up.
After quite a bit of nagging, I had an epiphany. The poor kid just knocked out his front teeth. How in the world is he supposed to eat corn on the cob with no front teeth?
I watched him more closely. He was attempting to gnaw off the corn with his molars. Needless to say, he wasn't succeeding. After much laughter and an apology from good ol' mom, we cut the corn off the cob and things went much better after that.
I can just see him 20 years from now, sitting on his therapists' couch. "I was a well-adjusted kid right up until the day my mom forced me to eat corn on the cob with no front teeth..."

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I was at our local fabric store just the other day. This being summer vacation, I was dragging my kids along with me. I discovered that seven year old boys aren't particularly impressed by cottons, silks and fat quarters. He managed to survive... barely. As we were waiting in the check-out line, he happened to spot a small section off to the side. It was filled with chairs, which were filled with men (mostly over the age of 60), and there were newspapers, magazines, etc.
A very knowing look crossed my son's face. "That's where the boys are," he muttered to himself. I guess he'd noticed he was the only male in the entire store.
Next time he'll probably want to be left with "the boys." Poor kid...

Monday, July 21, 2008

Wow. We had an exciting Sunday night. My 7 year old decided he was going to see if he could do a flip off of our living room sofa. He very nearly made it. Might have even tried again if he hadn't hit his face.
And it didn't end there. When he hit his face, he knocked out his two front teeth and nearly knocked out the tooth directly to the left (when you're looking at his teeth). His gums are still swollen. It was bad.
Thankfully, they were baby teeth, though one of them wasn't loose before this. (And I didn't realize they were baby teeth for a few minutes. The blood, I think, freaked me out enough that I wasn't really thinking very clearly.) He also nearly knocked out another one but it is still hanging on (literally) by a thread. I can honestly say it has been a LONG time since I have seen that much blood.
He got up this morning and found out the tooth fairy had been very generous. I told him it was probably compensation for pain and suffering.
So, I believe he will walk away from this week with 3 less teeth than he started. I must say knocking them out is sure faster than wiggling them loose.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

I have had hundreds of people ask me the same question lately. (Okay, perhaps not hundreds, but "several" just doesn't sound as dramatic. And, let's face it, this post is all about drama)

When is the next book coming out?

An excellent question, I must say.

My kids go back to school in a month. Every last one of them. And then I will have time to sit down and do the final editing on the next book to come out. So... the long and short of it is, I don't know exactly but it'll be a few weeks.

And it will be worth the wait.

(notice the confident-author tone of that last sentence.)

Friday, July 11, 2008

I met with my editing team this last week to go over the novel I finished a few months ago. It's a great novel, I now have that on good authority. But there are some kinks to work out. There always are. But editing, I have to admit, is my least favorite part of writing. It's the part that is the most work-intensive. The creating part is all-but over. The story is fleshed out. The end is determined.
Editing means nit-picking words and phrases. It means having to go back to those parts that were so hard to write that I sort of skimmed over them - and my editors caught-on. And, usually, by the time I get around to a big final editing session, I've already started working on something else and have to break away from the fun part of that project to fix the last one.
But, having said all that, there is a certain amount of satisfaction - a tremendous amount, if I'm being totally honest - that comes with finishing, truly finishing a manuscript.
So, I guess it's time to get to work.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

I sat down today to go over the lists we got from the kids' school for school supplies, etc. I'd forgotten how much there is to get before school starts. Pencils, crayons, erasers, and all that. Plus, they will both need clothes as well, having grown over the summer.
So I got to thinking, there ought to be a back to school list for Moms. Things we need for when the kids start school again.

Bubble bath, 'cause it's gonna be crazy.
A calculator, for the math homework that is just a little tricky.
Asprin, for obvious reasons.
New clothes, because that would just make things a whole lot better.

Any other thoughts?


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