A Singing Princess Astronaut is a tomboy, princess, geek, cool, confident, insecure, bad-ass, awesome chick.
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It is the end of November and warm enough to play outside in short sleeves and bare legs! Peanut was spirited and full of extra energy this morning, so I took her to the park. For the entire time, I let her be the "boss." No saying no or hold on, or I'm going to watch you play. An hour and a half of climbing up and down the stairs, going down the slide, holding giant handfuls of wood chips, and being the bad dragon to be defeated.
Not only did I get a good workout, Peanut had really enjoyed having some undivided attention.
Then we went home to make lotion candles!!
1 part Beeswax
1 part Shea butter
1 part Avocado or Grapeseed oil
1 or 2 vitamin E capsules per candle/bar
soy candle wicks
small tin containers
small craft sticks
The stuff (not pictured, the craft sticks)
These are really easy to make. Just melt the wax and Shea butter together in a double boiler. Shea butter can get a little grainy, so I recommend melting the beeswax first, then stirring in the butter.
Add the oil, pop a hole in the vitamin E capsule and squeeze that in, then add fragrance if you like.
After that you can pour the melted lotion into a mold or make lotion candles. Peanut and I decided on candles.
I don't have a double boiler. So I adapt.
To use the lotion candles, light the candle and let a little melt and use that as a massage oil. Or scrape a little bit off the top with a small stick and use the lotion. This stuff is all natural and a little goes a long way. It's great for around your cuticles and extra dry skin.
This morning The Peanut and I were playing. She said, "Mommy, I'm a princess that is asleep. You have to kiss me to make me wake up. I'm Cinderella." I told her Cinderella was the one that had the evil step mom that locked her in the tower so she couldn't go to the ball. Snow White or Sleeping Beauty get put under sleeping spells.
Peanut says, "OK. I'm Snow White. Kiss me awake." So I do. Then Peanut announces she's Cinderella. I'm the evil step mommy. I'm to lock her in the tower. I said, "And then your Fairy God Mother will come and help you get free?"
Peanut says, "No. I don't need her to rescue me. I'm strong. I can do it myself!"
Sometimes motherhood is not showering for days, never going to the bathroom alone, and watching the same episode of Kipper 42 times in a row.
Other times it is wearing a Gary the Snail headband to the grocery and not caring that people are staring.
At times I still feel like an awkward, too skinny, big breasted, teenager. The girl that was just a bit too loud to cover the fact that she was so amazingly insecure. The one that stood in the shadows of friends hoping against hope to be noticed by the boys, but feeling to ugly to think they would take a second glance. The girl that wore over-sized shirts to because she was so self conscious about her body.
I feel like I'm not really a grown up and everyone around me knows it. That all the adults around me whisper behind their hands, "Who is she kidding?" I sit quietly in groups because I'm afraid when I speak I will sound just plain silly. It is like I'm just pretending and any minute things will become clear.