Celebrity

Photo Credit: Andy Molloy. kjonline.com
Pictured: Jackson, Wade & Scout
Not Pictured: Me

Last Sunday, Jackson ran his first 5K race.  Given his hesitation about the race, I decided to join Wade, Scout & Jackson to make it a family run. Well, as it turns out Jackson did not need me, and I was the slowest member of my family.  However, what made this race a truly special event for Jackson was the fact that his picture made the paper!  It was incredibly sweet to watch his excitement and pride at having his picture in the paper. 

And, because this is a blog specifically for Scout.  I do have to mention that Scout is the real CELEBRITY in the family.  This was not Scout's paper debut.  She had been photographed with Wade running a race in Augusta as part of the Bond Brook Summer Trail series in August of 2011, and the photo made the paper again in the spring of 2012.

Cheerleader

Scout does EVERYTHING to the extreme, which can be a good thing or a bad thing.  When she is happy or excited, enthusiasm reins her little body.  Her smile spreads from ear to ear, and her laughter is contagious.  When she is upset, her grief is inconsolable, and her cries break my heart.

On September 30, 2012, I completed my first (and probably last) marathon.  It was not the experience that I had hoped it to be, but I finished with the support of many people.  My mother was both wise and generous to book hotel rooms in Portland the night before the race.  And by rooms, plural, I mean that my mother, AKA "The Saint,"  agreed to have both kids spend the night with her, while Wade and I got to spend the night ALONE.  Speaking of Wade, he outdid himself running with me from miles 12-18.  Even though he complained about carrying a water bottle, and he gave some of my food away to a fellow runner, I might have given up if it was not for him.  At the start of the race, it was a HUGE treat to see my longtime college (and after college) roommate, Kim.  Kim was running her first half marathon and running with her for the first six and a half miles helped me get the marathon off to a good start!  By the end of the marathon, I really had nothing left to give emotionally or physically.  So,  it was nice to be joined by my super speedy sister-in-law who graciously ran, or should I say walked, with me the last six grueling miles.  As if the support I received from my mother, Wade, Jen & Kim was not enough, I was also very fortunate to have friends stand in the pouring rain and cheer me on.  

So you might me asking yourself, "How does Scout fit in to this story?  This is a blog about Life with Scout."  With .2 miles left in the marathon, I was greeted by Scout sitting on top of Wade's shoulders.  She, of course, was drenched from the rain, but beaming~a smile that spread from ear to ear.  Prompted by both Wade and Jen, Scout cheered for me.  The kind of cheer that I so desperately needed to finish the marathon.  And while I am convinced that the jostling motion from sitting on Wade's shoulders and running probably gave her brain damage, I am ever so grateful for her ability to do EVERYTHING to the extreme.

While this picture is not from the marathon, it does show her sweet smile!

What do you keep in your cabinets?....Scoutzilla

This afternoon, while I was doing some cooking, Scout found a "new" place to play.  It started simple enough.  A few pots and pans on the floor, then one child, two children and pillows in a cabinet.  No wonder I can't keep my house clean.

You may be asking yourself why my children are almost completely naked.  However, there is a good reason.  While I was cooking, the temperature in the kitchen reached a scorching eighty degrees.  

And, if there were any questions about my parenting style or lack there of the answer to this simple question will end all debate.  

Wade (to Scout):  "What's your name?"

Scout: "Scoutzilla"

Yes, I have trained my daughter that her name is Scoutzilla. 

What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Lately, it seems like I have become a "worry procrastinator".  While I am a worrier, I have so much on my plate that I don't worry, or, for that matter, plan for events until a day or two before they actually occur.  


Well, let the worrying begin...
On Sunday, our family will travel to Boston, so Wade can run the Boston Marathon.  I am extremely proud of Wade, and his brother Ward.  They have worked incredibly hard to gain entry to this marathon, and they have definitely put in the miles to ROCK Boston.  While I am slightly worried for Wade ( I want him to run the best race possible), he is not the main source of my worry.


This is the main source of my worry...

Scout, taking a little rest in time-out.

As I am writing this post, the following questions are running through my mind...How am I going to keep Scout safe in Boston?  Rather, how am I going to keep Boston safe from Scout? Will Jackson be scarred for life?  Are leashes "legal" for children? Where will time-out be located? 


What could possibly go wrong?

Just Your Typical Saturday

Saturday usually begins with me doing some type of house cleaning.  This Saturday I got some help cleaning from my biggest mess maker.

Next, I chased Scout around the house, while she played dress up.

Then we had quite a few trips to time-out.  In fact, we had so many trips to time-out, Scout decided she needed to add a chair to the time-out corner. No Joke!

As our evening was winding down,  Scout and Wade shared a giggle or too.

And now that Scout is off to bed, it is time to clean up yet again!

While I was out...

When I leave Wade at home with the kids, it is always a "surprise" as to what I will find (or what will be missing) when I return home.   However, today's "surprise" was truly a surprise.  When I pulled into the driveway, Scout opened the door and met me on the steps.  The first thing that I noticed was that she had pen on her legs.

Yep, that's pen on her legs.

Our conversation went a little something like this:
Me: "Oh, Wade?"
Wade: "Yep." (while looking at his ipad)
Me: "Scout has pen on her legs.  How did that happen?"
Wade: "I dunno.  There must have been a pen in the toy bucket."


But, wait.  There's more...  When Scout lifted up her shirt, to try on the new dress I bought for her, this is what I saw...

Yep, that's more pen on her Buddha belly!

So, I cleaned all the pen off of Scout. 

But, wait.  There is STILL more.  A few hours later my mother called me, and she needed me to go to Best Buy for her, so like the GOOD daughter I went.  When I came home this is what I found...

No, Joke!  Are you "f....king" kidding me.