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Emaleth’s Musings
News and events in the life of Emaleth Summer
(AKA
Nicole Peters)
I began this page the other day, and
promptly deleted it. You see, I thought
I would give some background up to this point, sort of an autobiography if you
will, but it was getting way too long.
So I’ve decided that my entries will be present day only, unless someone
shows an express interest in knowing about some part of my life. If you would like me to write about some
part of my life, please email your
suggestion and I will consider adding it here on a day when I have nothing to
report.
Such as today.
I apologize, but my life tends to be
boring for the most part. I guess I
just included this page in the hopes that it will become more interesting over
time. But the only news to report today
is old news…I’m pissed off at my ex-hubby, my youngest son is driving me
not-so-slowly insane, and it’s snowing the day after the first day of
spring. Such is life, such is
boredom. More to come in other days….
Emaleth
Not much has changed. I had my oldest son Jesse with me this
weekend. We played poker with my
parents using chips but not for real
money. He did pretty good for an
almost-8 year old. Then we played
Yatzee…he didn’t win, but he had bad luck.
He did, however, add up his scores in his head faster than I could do it
on a calculator. I guess it’s pretty bad
when your kids do better in math than you do. LOL
Oh, and Harley, my youngest, gave
him a black eye because he was sitting in the rocker that Harley thinks is
his. Now the poor kid has to go to
school Monday and tell his friends his almost-4 year old brother beat him up!
LOL I told him to make up a story. Yes, it’s lying….but sometimes it’s better
to lie….especially in a case like this one! LOL
Well, like I said, not much to
tell. Till next time…..
Emaleth
Kids say the darndest things……
We had just walked in the door this
evening, and already my son was in trouble, thus I was irritated. He went into fits wanting chocolate milk
NOW, and I didn’t even have my purse off my shoulder yet. I said without thinking “I’ll get it when
I’m good and ready! Get off my
case!” To which he promptly responded,
“What case?” He got up from where he
had plopped down on the floor, looked underneath himself, and said, “Mom, I’m
not on your case!”
Emaleth
April 22, 2005
It’s funny how you forget huge
things that occur as your children grow.
As I sat in the waiting room of my doctor’s office, a little girl played
nearby. She laughs and runs. She offers me her toy.
“How old is she?” I asked.
“A year and a half,” her mother
replied.
Funny that I don’t remember my girls
ever being that small. I know they
were. But I can’t picture it in my
mind. I try to call up the memory, but
all I get is their image impressed on my photographic brain when I saw them
last. ‘When I get home, I’ll have to
find those pictures.’ I thought.
Now the mother picks up her newborn
baby out of the car seat at her feet.
So tiny is she that I fancy the woman is holding a doll. The infant cannot hold it’s own head and barely
makes a sound. When were my children
ever that tiny? For that matter, when
were they ever quiet unless asleep?
Sometimes I fancy the idea of having
another child. My oldest will be eight
in June—he hasn’t allowed me to give or receive a kiss in almost a year. He says he’s too old. My oldest daughter is in kindergarden, and
is already on her fifth “boyfriend.” My
younger daughter is so busy chasing her sister, she rarely has time for me. At least when it’s just us two, she will sit
on my lap as long as I let her, and it’s from her that I get the best
hugs. Finally, my youngest son cannot
sit still nor mind for more than five minutes.
The only hugs and kisses I get from him are when he’s in trouble or
trying to delay bedtime!
To once more have a baby to hold…A
child that still needed me and my hugs and kisses as much as I needed him or
her… To once again teach a child and
watch them take their first steps, hear their first word… Then again, eventually they do grow up. And what use have I for another disobedient,
mouthy child destroying all I own?
I think that if my youngest had been
my first, he would have been an only child!
Then again, my older three children
are the most polite, respectful, well behaved kids you’ll ever meet.
Who knows what the future
holds? Will I try to have another
child? Certainly not! Besides, I’ve got another year before I
reach that dreaded five year mark—A surprising number of women get pregnant 5+
years after a tubal ligation.
But if I were to become pregnant, I
would cherish that baby above all else, only on even ground with my other
children. I would be happy—truly
happy—for the first time in years.
Of course, should I get married, that
would make me just as happy—but that debatable wish is for another time!
June 7, 2005
It’s been a while since I tried to
update this site. I just got busy with
other things. But I had to take time to
share something very important—my sons’ first fishing trip!
My youngest son turned four this
past Tuesday, and my oldest, Jesse, turned eight on Thursday. They both got fishing poles from my father,
who has been begged by them repeatedly the last few months to take them
fishing. I guess the kids weren’t the
only ones to get excited about it, because he took them fishing yesterday
morning under threat of thunder storms!
Luckily, it did not rain on them, and they had a blast, catching eight
very big fish! Three bass and five
bluegill, the fish averaged about a pound each. Harley, the younger, had to have some help bringing in his bigger
ones, but did manage to get them most of the way in himself. Jesse needed no help at all bringing them
in, but dad didn’t let him take them off the hook by himself. Looks like I have two very good fishermen in
the making!
On another note, all traces of baby
watching have ceased—I’m going to be an aunt!
Woo hoo! Now I don’t have to
think about babies…I can just play with my brother’s! Only have to wait until Thanksgiving…
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