The Simple Wife

When I was a little girl, and my sister Rachel was an even littler girl, mom had dad put child-proof locks on all of our kitchen cabinets because she got tired of dealing with the after-math that came from allowing Rachel to “explore her world”. I’m beginning to feel the same. However, Robbie has one-upped Auntie Rae…he can get into my kitchen cabinets that already have child-proof locks! I don’t mind being the mother of a genius, but somehow, this is not exactly what I had in mind. Here’s what my industrious little guy has been up to:

Hey, look what I can do!

Hmmm…what else can I pull out?

Yay! Now I got everything out!

On Friday I got my bi-annual haircut. I usually get it cut at the beginning of summer and sometime in the fall. I always spend a lot of time pondering what I’ll get for my new do, take a picture with me to the salon, chicken out, and wind up with the same cut I always have. My sweet husband gave me the okay on a rather short cut this time, so I took my picture of Reese Whitherspoon in “Sweet Home Alabama”, determined to go for it. In spite of my strong desire for something “different” and the permission from my husband, I still wavered after I showed the picture to the stylist and said, “Maybe can you make it a little longer than the picture?”

All things considered, I do like my summer style and am starting to realize that maybe this style just looks good on me…I just don’t want to start looking dated!

At the ripe old age of ten months, Robbie has decided that sitting on his bottom while riding his motorcycle is much too blase. Here’s a clip of my little daredevil. I can’t imagine what he’ll be up to when he can actually walk!

“Cinderella Meets Her Fella” has been finished for over a day and so far, I don’t have any affects of stage-loss! Wow! Either I’m getting more mature, or I’ve just been so busy getting my house back in order that I haven’t had time to sit around and mope. Considering that my house had been suffering through my recovery/maintaining stage after a bunch of company and a trip, I think it’s the latter. Here’s some of my favorite pictures I got of the production.

Cinderella and Fella

Me as Head Fairy Godmother Gladys

Last night after my fourth performance of “Cinderella Meets Her Fella”, I rushed off-stage with the rest of the cast, feeling incredibly giddy. There is always an adrenaline rush after a performance that seems to come from the cheers and good-will of the audience during a curtain call. In college, as soon as production would finish we would exit the stage, rush out of the theater, down the hall, and wait in the lower art gallery for friends, family, and fans to come through the receiving line.

After I bounced off the stage last night with a bunch of screaming, giggly, little girls I realized that there was no one to meet after the play. It’s not that there was no one to congratulate me and tell me how well I did…there was just no family or friends to cluster around me, take pictures with, and share hugs. It was actually a sad feeling realizing that my parents, sisters, and husband had already all seen the play and now there was no one left I knew to come and see it. It made me realize how supportive my family has always been of my dreams, and how much it meant to me to know they were out there watching me, and would be waiting for me afterward. In college David would come to see me for almost (if not every) single performance and come through the receiving line upwards of ten times just to shake my hand…okay, he had an agenda, but STILL…I did like it!

Anyway, last night just made me love and appreciate them even more. You guys are part of what make my dreams mine. I love you and I’ll miss seeing you out there tonight!

David, Robbie, Mom, and Dad–my biggest fans

Days like today, I really love my life! I woke up, fed and dressed Robbie and I then headed to work, the bank, lunch with husband, to the newspaper office to get copies of my review, now I’m home resting, and looking forward to hitting the theater this evening. Ahhhh…the blissful life of a happy homemaker. The only thing I’m not looking forward to is getting off the couch and cleaning the house–it’s my own fault, though; it’s not like I haven’t had all week to clean it. That’s the one disadvantage of being a housewife–no one to blame but yourself! Anyway, I did some hunting and found the review of me. You can see it here. Now I had chubby-cheeked little boy who needs some attention along with my messy house.

This morning started out with both Robbie and I feeling cranky and tired, due to the cold we’re getting over. I vainly tried to gather strength for the day by lying in bed a few extra minutes while he banged on the bathroom door upset that his daddy had not invited him into the shower. I just knew this would be a repeat of yesterday full of achy bones, plugged up nose, heavy head, and baby snot all over me. Happily, the day got better, thanks to the couple naps we both got in and lots of tylenol and cough syrup. The icing on the cake, though was when I arrived at the theater for a brush-up rehearsal and I found out that we (i.e. the production) had made it into the paper the last two days! Woohoo! Not only that, the review mentioned me in a flattering way, and in the front page picture yesterday you can even see me in the background…it’s not exactly flattering, but, hey…it’s me live and in color! The article with the review isn’t online yet, but the one with my picture is. You can see it here.

Okay, so it’s been awhile, but this is what my big ten month-old is up to:

• He loves exploring the house, which keeps mommy motivated to keep it clean.
• Likes feeding himself.
• Likes eating enough to let mommy feed him.
• Loves playing hide and seek with mommy.
• Loves being on Daddy’s shoulders.
• Somehow, no matter where we go, he winds up being the center of attention…college graduation, Wal-Mart, church, etc.
• Has the sweetest smile and biggest blue eyes ever (and I am NOT making this up…people reaffirm the fact all the time).
• Will stand on his tiptoes to play the piano if no one will put him on the piano bench.
• Loves crawling to the back door to see Ruble. Ruble feels rather neutral about this…he used to get excited when Robbie would shake his food bag, now he starting to expect disappointment as he realizes that this little guy does not have all the moves mommy and daddy to (i.e. opening the door, handing out cookies, etc.).

Needless to say, my little boy is amazing and I seriously to update more…I don’t want him to just think nothing of interest happened in his first year of life. On the contrary, there’s just so much interest happening ever day with that little man crawling around that I have trouble getting the chance to sit down and record it all. Here’s to making wise times choices as a mommy!