Goldilocks comes for a visit

Goldilocks Comes For a Visit


It is Wednesday and an idea did happen to “pop” into my head so I might as well just keep Wonderific Wednesdays.  I mean if I quit all of my commitments what kind of lesson am I teaching my children.  Granted they know nothing of this blog at this point, but one day they will.

That is unless someone, perhaps one of those super moms, you know the type- organic, homeschooling, making every craft possible on pinterest, takes me down in the Stop n Shop.  I can just see it now, me, strolling down the aisle, donuts in the girls’ mouths, spotted by Susy Brown, author of Happy and Organic.  She sees me and charges at me with venomous anger – How dare you let your kids eat chicken nuggets and watch Yo Gabba Gabba?

I have to interject here for a minute and tell you that I have come across one or two moms who said they won’t let their kids watch this show. What?  Seriously! The show is certainly not teaching them reading and math but it isn’t immoral or inappropriate.  It’s a little weird with strange looking monsters dancing around and I guess if you want to go there, it does seem as if the writers were on acid, but hey, what toddler is going to surmise this?  Didn’t they say the same thing about Scooby Doo?

Ok so I made up the part about Susy and the book- I never even heard of a book with that title but I’m sure something like it exists.  You get my point.

So, if I am still around when my children can read and understand this blog, I need to encourage them to keep most of their commitments- I tend to quit things pretty easily when the going gets tough.  I could probably write a book about the plans I had so enthusiastically began and then quit…giving up sugar, wheat, complaining, more than one cup of coffee- promising to exercise, lift weights, do yoga, meditation, to stop worrying, to stop saying yes to everybody, stop over committing myself, to make everything from scratch, make all my own cleaners, and even, gasp, the thought of this makes me laugh, quit drinking wine!

Moving on – todays’s lesson is to try to keep your commitments but scale down if things are compromising your well-being. Like if I am thinking about watching Downton Abbey from the moment I wake up ( not even the most thrilling series I have binged on till two in the morning) till I put the kids in bed, I am clearly not happy, or functioning as a well adjusted parent.

Well adjusted, um, not exactly sure if that description is right for me.  I actually don’t think I will ever be well adjusted…I’m kind of a mess at times but that’s just me- how about I go with content.

Therefore, I am holding my head up high, going the extra mile, keeping Wonderific Wednesdays and the rest is a crapshoot!

It does sound a little farfetched to say that these blog ideas are compromising my well-being but we as Moms need to know when to reprioritize our days and weeks or it might be a lot of yelling/losing temper at those precious angels of ours and forming frowny faces at our poor, innocent husbands…well, maybe not that innocent. I did have to spend like thirty extra minutes cleaning remnants of his cooking off the stove and counter tops, pick up dirty socks and other items off the carpet, and struggle with cleaning my sheets three times TODAY because someone left gum in their jean pockets! But hey, who’s complaining…

So for today’s wonderific idea, I decided to reenact a few scenes from Goldilocks.

Last night we read Goldilocks and the Three Bears.


This morning I thought it would be fun to make it look like Goldilocks was here in our house…

The girls came downstairs to three bowls of porridge (aka Mom’s special oatmeal) and there was something unusual about their breakfast… Notice the blond hair…you see the lengths I go for these girls! Now I have chunks of hair missing from my crown of glory.

“Someone’s been eating my porridge!”

Next we looked in the dining room and saw…

“Someone broke my chair!”

Then we hurried upstairs ( I had to do this surreptitiously while they were looking at their oatmeal and tried out chairs).


“Someone has been sleeping in my bed and she’s still here!”

The girls really got a kick out of this!

And I really didn’t cut my hair-for those of you that know me, you know my hair is “volume challenged.”  I couldn’t afford to lose any!

I cut it from a poor, unsuspecting doll but I think she’ll get over it.