Monday, November 19, 2007

FHVN!!!!!

I wanted to start out sharing a childhood memory. I have so many, but I am going to try to single it down. I have been thinking alot lately about the way I parent. I like to think I am doing a good job, but who really knows. My one big hope for my children is that they will have good memories of growing up, with me as their mother. (I really do have other hopes for them, but this is a big one.) I hate to hear people talk about their horrible childhood and how it is the reason they are doing drugs, robbing, whatever. (I think it is a poor excuse for making a bad choice. ) So anyway, I was looking through some of my pictures, we had recently taken the kids to the coast for a family reunion on Dwight's side. I myself, have many memories of going to the beach with our family. But one thing in paticular stands out in my head. It is thinking of my dad scrubbing our feet off before we could get into the car. We always had a clean car, it had nearly white seats. We could never eat in the car, we would have never left trash in the car, or our clothes in the car, or our backpacks, or even our shoes. (These are all the things that are currently in my car) I remember making fun of dad for making us clean our feet off. He had a can of gasoline to wash off our feet with, incase we had tar on them from the sand. But then, as I was going through these pictures from our trip I found this one that Dwight took of me and Calvin.
Let me explain..... we had taken the kids to the beach that day, as we had the day before. It was cold on the beach, so everyone was just playing around in their clothes. When we got back to the house, I noticed that all my kids were COVERED in wet muddy sand. I really didn't want to have to clean it out of the carpet or the tub, or the washing machine. The beach house we were staying in had a hot tub on the side yard. So I had an idea to have the boys strip down to their underware, I would hose them off, then they could quickly jump into the hot tub to get warmed up. Then while they were in the hot tub, I could hose down their clothes. It was BRILLIANT! I thought, anyway. Dwight decided to capture the moment. And now looking back, all I can think was, "so dad washed off our feet. He never made us strip down and hose us down." Aren't I doing a good job at being a mom? I should maybe write a book.

8 comments:

Erin Beck said...

Amy, I love you and think you a great mom. Your kids dont know what they are talking about.

ajesplin said...

That was funny! I wish I had a picture like that. If you are even half the mom I am, then you are the best mom in the world!

sarastrasser said...

Ha Ha. I see so much of dad in my parenting skills. I am very paranoid of them getting hurt or kidnapped. I can't remember dad washing our feet but I do remember sheets over the seats. It is halarious when dad sees the inside of my car and at least once a month he tries to convince me to let him clean out my car, but I am too embarrassed for him to see the inside. Poor Calvin, now there is a picture on the internet of him getting sprayed down by a hose in his undies :) <-- is a smiley face.

Amanda said...

You are a fantastic mom Amy. Good to see your face today on the road. I don't know if I have EVER seen you in your car without a phone on your ear.

Amy Thurston said...

Calvin just asked me to tell you all that the kid in the picture is Bailey, so if you could all just pretend that Calvin is Bailey that would be great.

ajesplin said...

Thanks for alerting everyone that it's FHVN (or as I call it, FHVD).
(Pist... it's not working.) It's OK if we are the only ones posting FHVDs. U R # 1 !!!!!!

Emily said...

Amy--you are an awesome Mom. When you were talking about your parenting skills, all I could think of is how happy your kids always seem and what a fun Mom you are.

Katie said...

Amy it's tom. What does FHVN mean? I'm guessing Filthy Hot Vietnamese Nymphos or is it Family Has Van Now, which is us. try and figure this one out WDEKUAAITOOS.