The ultimate pampering…and dose of reality

I’m not in the practice of getting pampered so when I do, it is that much more special. And believe me when I tell you I received the ultimate services and treatments at Matthew Morris Salon and Skincare’s new RiNo “River North” location…which made my crash to reality that much greater.

But first, allow me to indulge you with the details of this 9-year-old salon’s second location in RiNo (River North). This area north of downtown defines “hip” with  creative businesses, funky art galleries and trendy restaurants housed in former warehouses tagged in “metropolitan art.” Just don’t call it graffiti because you’ll show you’ll show how unhip you are.

Enter: Little ‘ol unglamorous me. CLICK TO KEEP READING

 

Recital Stresses and Miracles

Last night the kiddos had their piano recital and we had a complete role reversal leading up to it. Normally, Bode is my go-getter and I can’t get him to stop practicing. However this time, one of his songs were really tough (Raider’s March from Raiders of the Lost Ark) and instead of delving in like he usually does, he avoided it whenever possible and really struggled as he tried to master it.

As of a week ago, he still couldn’t get through it without messing up and I started having Indy nightmares. And prayed. Big time. I scheduled an extra lesson with his piano teacher who offered to pull it from the program but I also felt strongly Bode should learn to work through it. A lot of things come easily for him and but I wanted him to work hard for something, struggle and overcome it.

Failure is not an option with that kid. He practiced right before we left for the recital and kept repeatedly messing up but when it came his turn to play, I saw him say a little prayer. He pulled it together and did a beautiful job.

I usually have to bribe Hadley because she doesn’t like piano and our deal is she can quit when she learns to play the church hymns. I’ve come so close to letting her quit many times because of the battles but last night made it all worth it. This past month, she caught fire and I haven’t been able to get her off the piano. Within the first week of receiving her songs, she almost had them memorized (Beethoven’s Fur Elise was her favorite) and her hard work payed off. Her teacher commented she had never seen her play so confidently and beautifully. There may be hope for her musical aspirations after all!

So many of our dearest church friends’ kids performed, which made the night even more special.

This is what happens when you  have them pose after the recital and not before: cookies busting out of their mouths.

Thankfully, they played better than they looked.

Blood Sport a.k.a. Four Square

Bode has been begging me to have lunch with him in the cafeteria for a few weeks. I don’t care how busy you are, when your sweet third grader is is proud enough to share you with his buddies, you go.

I adore these friends of his. He’s been lucky enough to have three of his besties–Nicky, Kyler and Curtis–in his class. They practically fell over themselves trying to impress me and hung onto my every word as if I was the funniest woman on earth. Too bad they’re only a few decades too young; why couldn’t boys have been so enamored by me when I was their age? Oh yeah. It was because I was too busy showing them up.

All these boys are obsessed with Four Square. I don’t wanna brag but I was a pretty ferocious Four Squarer in my youth so after lunch, I followed them to the playground where the showdown began.

Competition isn’t the same as an adult. As a kid, it’s raw, pure and exhilaration in its purest form as you feel like you can conquer the world.

At a church activity a couple of weeks ago, I played volleyball with a group of kids and some killer Bolivians. We’d played wallyball a few weeks prior and had a blast! We were fierce but kept it fun for the kids so I chuckled when my friend Jenny came up to me the next day at church and said her husband had asked who I was, saying “She’s really competitive.” Little did he know I was placing nice.

There were no niceties on that playground for Four Square. Pretty much every single boy from third grade was in on the action and these kids were incredibly good. Bode was one of the best. With a July birthday, he’s one of the youngest and smallest but he’s smart and fast. Plus, he’s always practicing at home.

I fueled a childhood’s worth of adrenaline into that game and came out on top over and over again, reigning in the Head Square many rounds over. Just think: being beaten by not only a girl, but a MOM! My friend Julie later told me how good her son Nicky said I was and that she wanted to watch next time I played.  The other kids weren’t nearly as impressed. The next day when I dropped Bode off in his class, I smack-talked ‘em all. The smiles were gone.

Me thinks it will be a while before they invite me back.

 

Happy Mother’s Day!

I’ve been blessed with an amazing mom, mother-in-law and friends who are superb examples of what a noble and sacred calling motherhood really is. I absolutely love this quote:


“You will never be this loved again. So, on those days when you are feeling stressed out, touched out, and depleted, just remember that you will never be this loved again. One day you will long for their affection. So choose a soft voice, choose gentle hands, choose love.” -AK

I was recently talking to Bode about our summer plans and I told him that he and his sister were not going to wimp out at Elitch Gardens Theme Park. Last year, the park opened a new ride called the Brain Drain and they refused to go on this fun 7-story ride that does that sends riders forwards, backwards and head-over-heels in an adrenaline-packed 360° revolution. I’m a firm believer in pushing kids out of their comfort zones. However, I’m not out to traumatize them. At Disney, they go on rides far scarier and they drag me on Space Mountain (which I HATE).

A couple of years ago, my friend Tina made me ride the Mind Eraser at Elitch and it was 90 seconds of sheer hell. And swearing. Then repentance.  I’d never make them go on that.

But the Brain Drain is a nice, gentle introduction to Hades, without all the fire and brimstone. Bode doesn’t agree.

“Mom, I’m not going on the Brain Drain. You can’t force a child to do something.”

“I can and I will. It’s called motherhood.”

 

You make one little mistake and you get burned

I apparently made a cardinal sin last week: I accidentally woke up Hadley. On her day off.

In my defense, the kids have had lots of days and half-days off and it’s tough to keep track of their schedules, particularly because they go to different schools. And so yes, out of habit, I woke Hadley up.

I thought she’d gotten over it but apparently Bode hadn’t because I found this gem on his door on one of his vacation days:

No school. Don’t wake me up if you do you will be sorry. -Bode

 

The fire-breathing dragon was a nice touch.

Our busiest week of the year: survived!

We invited Jamie’s parents to fly to Denver from Utah on one of our busiest weeks of the year. And I guess that was the point because they saw our kids in action like never before–a play, Tech week, soccer, Pack meeting, carnival and so much. And, bless their hearts, they survived our week of insanity by being as gracious as ever.

It started with me putting Jamie’s mom Linda to work the first day she arrived by sewing on Bode’s Bobcat badge.
You know, the rank that he received a year ago. We’ll call that one a mom fail.

He was excited to have both of his grandparents in attendance to see him receive his Wolf rank.

Don’t worry, I had Linda sew that badge on before she left. :-)

For four months, Hadley has been rehearsing a play with Colorado Acts and she was thrilled to have Jamie’s family in attendance.

Lame little brother photobomb notwithstanding.

Not only did she learn to sing, dance and act but the kids helped to craft the script and costumes for their original production of “What’s so Fabulous About the ’50s?” Lead character Ms. Oswald taught her class how fabulous the 1950’s were while answering the burning questions: Why is Rizzo in such an awful mood? Will Penny ever find out how to help her friend? Will Johnny ever B. Goode?

Hadley played Annette Funicello.

If this acting thing doesn’t work out, she has a future as a Mouseketeer.

My true hero

It has been more than ten years since I first saw her.

I was recently at the post office and she was standing near me in line. Our eyes connected and she blankly smiled. She did not recognize me. She really had no reason to. But ten years ago, she left an indelible impression on me.

In the world’s eyes, she is an overlooked middle-aged mom, with unkempt hair and clothes. I had initially dismissed her as well. But during our interactions, I came to know a beautiful person. Possibly one of the most beautiful I have ever known.

When we first met, I was on the cusp of a new life: a newlywed, pregnant and with a whole new world of hope and possibilities in front of me. In my eyes, she was weary and beleaguered.

I came to know why: she gave and gave, often leaving nothing for herself. She was a KEEP READING

Freaky Friday: Monday Lilac Edition

We somehow survived our craziest week ever juggling Jamie’s parents and an insane schedule, exacerbated by tech week for Hadley’s play.

To add fuel to the fire, my 1-year-old laptop died. Not only did the hard drive crash but my backup drive did as well, losing a full year’s worth of photos and articles. I’m in mourning over their loss but when I see the problems the world is facing right now, I have perspective. Nepal’s earthquake has hit me particularly hard because that beautiful country has been at the top of my bucket list for years and it pains me to see the mass devastation. If I had the means, I’d be there in an instant.

I’m thrilled we only have a month left of school and I had an epiphany after publishing our plans: this will be my family’s final summer really together. Next year, Hadley will be 12 and will go to our church’s Girl’s Camp and a whole new world of overnight travels, babysitting and camps will be opening up to her, followed by Bode. Before we know it, they’ll both have summer jobs and then missions and college and…can you tell I’m prematurely freaking out? Many of my friends are already at this stage so I’m seeing second-hand how quickly it all slips away.

After a miserable/hazy few weeks, my allergies have subsided and I’m finally enjoying spring.  Denver’s lilac bushes are currently in bloom everywhere. My parents have the most glorious, huge lilac bush  so my sweet husband planted one in our backyard that is finally taking off. As I was mowing the lawn yesterday, I was shocked to discover ours was in bloom–I’ve been so busy admiring everyone else’s that I forget about the beauty in our backyard.

Though lilacs are a slice of my childhood, my only complaint is they don’t bloom nearly long enough and very quickly after they are cut off the bush, they whither and die.  Maybe that’s why I’m trying to capitalize on today with my kids. I fully recognize these are the golden years for our family. The kids are happy, healthy and thriving and I couldn’t feel more blessed with the time we’ve been given.

(Speaking of which, be sure to read this amazing article Notes from the Child-full Life, written in response to a New York Times article about couples who forgo parenthood).

As I was driving Hadley home from school yesterday, I saw the biggest lilac bush ever. I had to jump out of my car and, for a moment, stop and smell the lilacs.

“Mom, what on earth are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing? These lilacs are only in bloom this week! I just had to stop.”

[Insert tween eye-roll.]

“Hadley, you’re like a grumpy grownup.”

“And Mom, you’re like a crazy kid.”

Carpe Diem.

 

 

Cub Scouts R Us

I can’t stand fundraisers. Of course, when most people get that “butter braid” handout, they don’t exactly leap for joy but Bode is sucked into the hype every single time. “But Mom, if I sell X amount of dollars, I’ll get my very own Frisbee!”

I’ll tell you what, Son. How about I just go buy you that Frisbee and then we don’t have to sell anything?

Usually, I’ll just write a check as donation but when money is tight, you don’t have that luxury. Bode has Cub Scout Twilight Camp this summer and we had the opportunity to defray the cost by selling camp cards with some awesome coupons for just $5 at our local grocery store. I reluctantly volunteered to take him and was delighted to discover my friend Dawn had signed her twin boys up as well.

We gave them the overview of what to say, how to present the camp cards and how to politely respond when people declined. Then, I hid in the shadows (like any bad fundraising mom would do) and reappeared when they closed the deal or needed additional help.

At first the boys were hesitant and sales were slow but something happened as they became my comfortable: Bode was one heck of a salesman! Bold. Confident. Kind. Cute. Irresistible. OK, that last adjective was my own but as the mother, he was pretty darn impressive.

Of course, most people walked by and kindly declined but that kid closed 30% of his sales and was completely fearless by the end.

When asked if they had fun, the boys enthusiastically responded “yes!” and didn’t even mind when people turned them down because they were all very nice about it.

“Look at it this way,” Dawn joked. “At least this rejection is preparing them for when they’re teenagers and start dating.”

Watch out, ladies.

 

I’d buy it from him

Counting down to summer (is it here yet?!)

Broadmoor pool

On social media, I recently asked if I was the only person who has our summer pretty much planned out. I was only kinda kidding. Though April is  really busy for us, I generally try to limit the kids to one activity at a time during the school year. But when summer rolls around, that is our time to play and travel! Most of our friends do the opposite: over-schedule their kids during the year and give them the summer off to do nothing. Whatever works for you!

I’ll be juggling travels with work and believe me, all of this takes a tremendous amount of blood, sweat and tears on my part because there is a lot of promotional backing, planning and writing that goes into every trip and campaign. But I’m so darn grateful for the opportunities.

I won’t be sleeping a lot but it’s highly overrated anyway. And I’m trying to ignore the fact that Denver’s searing temperatures + an overheated upstairs keep me up all night anyway. Here’s what we have going down:

The Broadmoor. For the third year in a row, we’re going to this 5-star resort in Colorado Springs for Hadley’s birthday. I feel so fortunate to write for their magazine and the perks that come with it. Pool-side cabana and gourmet brunch buffet, anyone? Insider tip: The Broadmoor acquired the popular Seven Falls and will be launching an amazing Soaring Adventure in July.

Avid4Adventure. This is, hands down, the best outdoor summer camp for kids in the Denver-area. My kids are going on their third year with Avid4 Adventure and are thrilled to spend a week climbing, biking, kayking and hiking. P.S. I’m giving away a free week of camp at Mile High Mamas so be sure to enter if you’re local!

Camp Chief Ouray (CCO). Great things come in threes and this is Hadley’s third year going to Camp Chief Ouray, Colorado’s longest-running overnight camp on 5,100 glorious acres in the rocky mountains. Its traditions and outdoor activities have seeped into Hadley’s DNA and she cannot wait for a week of overnight camp (read: no parents) and horseback riding every day.

Twilight Camp. While Hadley is at CCO, Bode will be attending his Cub Scout day camp for a week of buddy bonding and good old-fashioned boy fun. I am required to volunteer and I suspect I’ll be on boy overload by week’s end.

YMCA of the Rockies. We’ll be picking Hadley up from CCO and will be spending the night at Snow Mountain Ranch (located on property) where we’ll finally be able to try their summer tubing hill that opened last year. The next day, we’ll stop to play in Grand Lake, drive into Rocky Mountain National Park and over Trail Ridge Road, the highest paved roads in any U.S. National Park that crests at 12,183 feet. We’ll play and overnight at YMCA of the Rockies Estes Park Center.

Summer hiking group. We’re hoping to fit in at least a few hikes with our friends to enjoy Colorado’s mountains! In all our spare time, of course.

Swim lessons. We hope to spend a couple of weeks doing daily swim lessons with our besties. This is a tradition that is going on four years and is like a pool party every day!

Fish Creek’s mud pits

Oh Canada. The details are sketchy as to when the kids and I will drive to the Motherland in July but a few things are certain: We’ll party at the Calgary Stampede again, get mucked up in the mud pits at Fish Creek Provincial Park and play with family. Jamie will fly into Calgary and we’ll spend a couple of nights in Canmore with friends and play in Banff National Park. We’ll then drive into B.C. and spend a week with my family on the lake in Vernon before Jamie flies home.

Utah. From B.C., the kiddos and I will make our pilgrimage to Utah, stopping in Idaho to visit friends. Hadley and I will enjoy a few days with Jamie’s family in Salt Lake City before driving home. Bode will stay an extra week for some Grandma TLC before his second ever solo flight back to Denver. Score: We snagged a crazy-cheap ticket during Frontier’s Spring Sale.

Kids Adventure Race. My kids are both obsessed with American Ninja Warrior and this race (offered between August 5-9 in Vail, Colo.) will be an awesome way to expose them to adventure racing. They’ve teamed up with friends and will be ziplining, hiking, biking, mud-pitting, slip ‘n sliding, tubing and more.

Mudderella. I’d be jealous of the kids’ adventure race if I wasn’t doing one of my own on August 22. I’m dropping the kids off at school and going on a girl’s weekend to Aspen/Snowmass with awesome friends (who’s in?!) Our condo is booked, now I just have to get off my butt and start training for Mudderella.

Me thinks the mud pits in Canada will be a great place to start.

Here’s to summer!!!!!