This last weekend, the school where I work had our annual Open House.  Aside from being really poor timing (we also just had parent/teacher conferences, grades due, and a litany of other things at work), I have a hard time at Open House.  I dislike it for the same reason that I would be the world’s worst care salesperson.  I don’t relish talking to people that I don’t know (unlike, say, my dad who will strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere) and trying to get them to like me and the product that I’m selling (in this case, my school).  

As I was standing at my post and watching how it was all playing out, I was struck by the idea that there was a whole lot of wooing going on.  Different groups of people wanted other groups of people to like them.  For example, the people who were there to tour the school and apply were wooing the Admissions people, the other teachers were wooing the applicants, and the Admissions people had set this whole thing up in order to woo the applicants.  

This got me thinking: what does who we woo say about us?  

We spend time wooing and being wooed by our spouses (or potential spouses), we woo our bosses, we woo our children into getting them to do what we want them to do, etc.  This all takes much of our time and effort.  If you’re fortunate enough to be married (or a priest or religious person), you probably spent years being wooed and wooing your spouse (or the Church!).  Depending on how long you’ve been at your job, you’ve spent time wooing your boss and completing every task, no matter how much you disagree with it, in order to stay in their good graces.  

But, what about all of those other things that we spend our time on?  Aren’t we wooing and being wooed there, too?  If I spend my time surfing the Internet and refreshing my Facebook page a thousand times, aren’t I allowing myself to be wooed by idleness?  If I consume too much alcohol on a regular basis, aren’t I being wooed by poor judgement and gluttony?  If I am in a poor financial situation, but continue to go to the mall to “look around”, aren’t I allowing myself to be wooed by commercialism?

It works the other way too, though.  If I spend time in prayer and meditation, I’m wooing God.  If I go to Mass, I’m allowing myself to be wooed by Him.  If I spend time in adoration, I’m opening myself up to be wooed by God.  If I go to confession, I’m wooing God through my penitence.  

How we choose to spend our time and what we focus on shows much about who were are and what is most important to our lives.  Who do you woo?  Who woos you?

On why I won’t be hoping for twins anymore.

Today I added a new experience to  my mom resume.  It’s Thursday, so I had my usual Awesome Day with Little Man, but I also watched Peanut today.  Plus, my friend brought her little four-week-old baby, Squidge.  I was very grateful to Kate for coming over… at least with the two of us, it was a little more manageable.  

At least, it was manageable until ALL the babies decided that they were tired at the SAME TIME.  There was a lot of crying there for about twenty minutes or so.  We were frantically trying to get each of the kids to the point where they were kind of pacified and then move on to the next one.  Eventually, we figured out that we should just get ONE to be asleep and then we could move from zone defense to man-to-man and get the other two to sleep.  I got Little Man down and then we took care of Peanut and Squidge.  

Kate decided to take Squidge on a walk, so I stayed back with the two nappers… who decided to wake up at the exact same time.  And, of course, they were both hungry.  So, I fed Peanut a bottle while letting Little Man cruise around in his walker for a little while and pushing the walker back and forth in front of me with my foot.  Then, we switched and I nursed Little Man on the floor so that I could look at Peanut in the Pack and Play.  Later, I put both of the kiddos in the Pack and Play and scratched the side webbing back and forth — they watched it with their eyes like a tennis game!  It was pretty hilarious.  

Finally, Mike came and picked up Peanut and we got to sit and chat about the babies for a little while.  Mike and I used to hang out a lot during soccer season because our spouses coach the same team together.  Those were the days… long, leisurely games of golf in the evening…

Still, as crazy as it was today, I wouldn’t change any part of it.  Though, I won’t be hoping for twins anytime in the near future.  


One of the other things that Little Man likes to do right now is stroke our faces.  He does this when we play with him on the floor or when we’re holding him, but he also loves to do it when we’re trying to put him to sleep.  He paws at our faces, ears, and hair while he gets all of his little frustrations out before he falls asleep.  While this can be annoying when I forget to cut his fingernails, it can be totally cute most other times.  

Yesterday, though, he really wanted to snuggle/fall asleep with his right eye smushed up against the corner of my mouth.  Why?  How can this possibly be comfortable Little Man?  

7 Quick Takes for 5 1/2 months

Okay, so we’re really closer to six months than we are to five at this point, but I wanted to share some of the 5-month-things before we get into the six-month-things.  

1) Little Man LOVES going around in his walker!  He has almost no interest in being on his tummy or crawling or anything; he just gets frustrated and cries when we try and get him to do it.  BUT, bring out the walker and he is king of the castle!  He’s also slowly starting to learn how to make slow, wide turns.  He hasn’t figured out how to back up yet when he gets stuck, which makes it all pretty funny for me.  His feet go and go and go and he can’t get anywhere.  🙂

2) When Little Man gets tired, he’ll do the cutest thing.  This isn’t just sleepy, this is “Hey, lady, you’ve totally missed all my other cues, so hopefully this will get through your thick skull that I’m tired.”  He’ll put his head next to mine, put his hand on my other cheek, and pull the cheek closest to him to his mouth, where he’ll give me kisses by sucking on my face.  It’s adorable.  

3) Some friends of ours recently had a new baby boy (I haven’t come up with a clever nickname for him yet) and he’s almost a month old.  It’s so crazy to see him and think that Little Man used to be the same kind of ball of squish that this new baby is.  Little Man has so much personality now that I can’t always remember what he was like before.  

4) Our velociraptor is back!  Little Man has taken to screeching sometimes when he’s particularly happy or when he wants our attention.  He used to make this noise a lot more when he was very little, but he’s got quite the pair of lungs on him now, so it carries a little more than it did before.  

5) He babbles constantly.  In the car on the ride back from the sitter, when he wakes up in the morning, when he’s cruising around in his walker… he is a talker!  It’s wonderful to see him expressing himself and acting like such a big kid.  

6) In non-Little Man news, Teacher Man’s soccer team is doing really well, and they play one of their major opponents tomorrow night.  Teacher Man is a little nervous about it, but he’s glad that the girls are doing as well as they are.  

7) Finally, in Mama-news, I cam still struggling with the balance of being a Mama and working outside of the home.  Things have been crazy at work and they’ve been asking so much more of us.  I feel myself to be “like butter spread over too much bread” as Bilbo Baggins would say.  People keep telling me that it gets a little easier, but it just isn’t happening as fast as I would like.  

There’s your quick recap for right now.  Blogging has officially made it onto my calendar and To Do List, so hopefully I’ll be a little more regular here.  Until then, I need to get ready for bed so that I can function in front of the kids tomorrow.