Thursday, December 11

bit fat sigh

[A] Yes, Virginia, we do go to McDonalds in Greenville. But alas, we have never been back in the evening to eavesdrop on Frank and the Boys. Thank you for confirming that it was a hysterical time and place... that old-man humor can transcend even the flat scope of internet communication. I wish you'd all been there. It would have changed your life.

[B] Thank you for sharing in the chaos of the Season with me on Monday and coughing up some of your tricks. No tree (Mandi, I had no idea!)! Happy Holiday cards to give yourself until New Years! Limited presents! Medication! Ok, so the last one is maybe just for me. But thank you. I realize most of the expectations and let-downs are mine and mine alone. I just need to get. over. it.

[C] The Ugg boots from this morning are in the process of being tried on and tested. If you'd like be in line in case they don't work out, let me know. Chestnut Uggs, size 7, $50, very gently used... too big for me. You should be a size 8 or 8.5 to wear them. Picture here, but the short version... maybe half as tall.

[D] Sound the trumpets. Grandpap comes today. He is currently making his way up from the traditional Sebeck Family layover in St. Louis and will be here at nap time. Rylie may actually squeal with excitement. Many of you have met 'Mister Dan.' He's a gruff retired ARMY, Steeler-born, blue collar, grease monkey who is absolutely magical with children. I don't know what it is about that man... perhaps his honesty, or his ornery-ness, or his charm... but he wins them over every single time.


Pap (middle) with younger brother Tommy (left) and older brother Gene (right)

Rylie, of course, is no exception... although she won him over pretty quick, too. Pahhhhp, as she calls him, talks to her every day- usually twice. They talk about cows and chickens and ravioli and occasionally politics. The conversations are short.

It's been a rough month for me emotionally with a lot of Rylie-therapy drama and evaluations and snow and temper tantrums and switching to a big-girl bed. I have never been so thrilled to have company in my life. Dad comes this afternoon, and Mom will fly in after she sends her 2nd grade class off to Christmas Break (Grammy will get her own post then). I need someone to love on my child unconditionally... with no expectations and no prodding. Curt, Grammy, and I will take a far backseat to Pap for the next three weeks, but that's ok. I will watch with absolute Joy as she falls in love with him all over again. She's got a lot of him in her... that Sebeck charm and mischief. It's pretty great.

So get up here, Old Man. She's waitin' by the window.

14 people had somethin' to say:

Jim said...

She, He and You are lucky...Grandkids I know the feeling. Tell him hello from another Army guy.
Jim

sunday said...

in a very weird way i am so glad to hear that you have had a rough go at it as well. man this week has tried me in every way, shape, and form. do you think it is b/c we have to stay indoors a lot more? oh who knows. katie, i just wrote this long dissertation on UGGS and how they are supposed to fit and how you should not wear socks with them, etc but you have tried and you know you don't want them, so i will leave them at that. i mist go as my child is cramming a fiber one pop tart on my phone and i am pretty sure i will get acne the next time i use it. oh well. have so much fun with your pops!

sunday said...

oh he is from pittsburgh too? my parents are both from there.

Amy B said...

How great that your parents are coming to you for Christmas! I'm envious of the white Christmas you all will surely share together.

My almost-two-year-old has been trying my patience quite a bit the last few weeks as well. I yell. A lot. And then feel bad.

Also, on simplifying Christmas, we have a potted Norfolk pine that masquerades as a mere house plant most of the year and then gets to emerge into its true beauty, like an 18-year-old going to prom, for the Christmas season. A strand of lights and a handful of ornaments is all it can handle.

Have a great visit!

Cathy said...

Well, I guess it is true! You can take the man out of Steeler country but you can't take the Steeler country out of the man!
Have fun with your Pap Rylie!!

Annie Singletary said...

it's so great to have a little time to take a backseat, I know that it rejuvinates me a little everytime we get to be with the grands. so glad for you. Get some rest.
we know about the exhaustion over here too.
hope you get to do a lot of sledding and drinking of hot chocolate.

Amanda said...

Hi, Katie. So glad you all with have company. 3 Weeks? Awesome. We got home to Texas next Friday, and I'm sorry we will miss you. Blake thinks your Rylie super cool. I do, too, of course, and we'd all like to meet her soon. Did you know we may be moving to Ohio? That puts us a heck of a lot closer...so who knows? Maybe one day we'll all actually be able to come up to the farm.

Keep your head up and your smile on. I'll try the same as I write these final papers. ARGH!!!

Becky Swann said...

Are your uggs the tall ones?
Glad you are getting some company and Rylie is getting some good grandparent lovin!
Enjoy it!

Zoe said...

Have fun with your folks. I only met your dad a couple times but I totally get how he could win over all little munchkins.

Mandi said...

Goodness knows, my kids love Mr. Dan...and his goats! Give him a great big howdy from us!

Anonymous said...

Kate,
you, me, Rylie, and coffee at Frenz coffee house in Rockford come January when we both need to get out and enjoy the view of the river and hold a warm cup of drink. They even have toys and books for kids. Are we on?
oh, and I absolutely LOVE the mitten and it fits perfectly. I mean positively perfectly. And on top of the great fit, it is beautiful too. Can't wait for it to meet its pair!
Bev Vanderwell

CortneyTree said...

You know, I was all distantly sympathetic over your last post and I actually jinxed myself in thinking that I haven't been all that overwhelmed this year and then last night it hit me like a ton of bricks. All the shopping and baking and card sending I'm NOT doing because this year I leave the house and go to a job (one that I like, truly, but *still*) and the guilt and feelings of inadequacy washed over me and I started crying at a red light and couldn't stop the rest of the way home. I feel better now, and I'm trying to just LET GO, and remember that while this Christmas may be a little different, what I'm doing is in pursuit of better days and a better life to come. SO, who knows about cards and presents might be a little late getting wrapped and I'll just bring home bakery goodies and ALL WILL BE FINE. I'm having a Zen Holiday Season, and I'll have time to bake and sit and enjoy from Christmas to New Years.

You guys have a blast, don't stress, and I'll do the same, and we'll meet back at the end better people for it, right? Right.

Lisa... said...

Hurray for Grandpappys!! Hope you guys have a wonderful visit.

Lisa

EllieRichellie said...

1. I wish I didn't look like an idiot in Uggs - fat ankles and fat thighs and knobby knees in between
2. Hang in there with the therapy. . it's exhausting and scary, but you are such a good mama and she's such a beautiful girl, and you both will make it to a new place.