Play Time

With warm weather finally here we have taken quite a few trips to the park. I have a very social child who wants everyone to be his friend. Often times he will run up to a group of kids regardless of their age and ask them to play with him. Often times by older children, (which I get they are older then him), he gets rejected. It breaks my heart when another child is not nice to my child. I have taken the sit back, and as long as they are not causing him physical danger, let him handle it himself approach. I do discuss his feelings with him after or if he comes to me looking a little dejected. For the most part he is oblivious anyone was ever mean, he is still young. But how do I keep my heart from breaking, and more importantly how do I raise a well adjusted, self assured kid? One who will treat others with kindness?

Forget who's coming what are we having for dinner?

I am often faced with the dilemma of what to make for dinner. Sound familiar to anyone? I have done the menu thing, it works, most of the time. But then there are those nothing, or maybe everything sounds good and I just can't decided what to make nights. I turn to the fridge, the freezer even the internet for inspiration. I ask my husband (who never seems to care or will no longer make suggestions because when he does I make a face and give some reason his suggestion is just not suitable) , I ask my mother, I even ask my three year old. We usually end up with frozen pizza, which is never really appetizing to anyone expect of course to my three year old, (what is it with kids and there love of processed food?) So here I am again racking my brain for something to make for dinner. Chinese take out anyone?

Say what?

I have decided I am part of a dying breed. The other day in the mall I was stopped by one of the pesky kiosk sales people and asked what phone service I had. His jaw literally dropped as I smiled and said, "I don't have a cell phone," and quickly walked away. You read right I do not own a cell phone, and neither does my husband. It is not that we are against nature, or convenience, or comfort. We have plenty of things that are not necessities, like high speed internet and cable. But strange as people may think we are, we are living proof that cell phones are not necessary for survival, not even the pay as you go emergency ones! We have traveled without them, been a little stranded without them, and yes we even go out and leave our two young children at home with a sitter without having a sure way of contacting us. Sure there are times when I think if only I had a phone right now, but there are also plenty of times I think if only I had (I'll let you fill in the blank with the luxury item of your choice). Believe it or not cell phones are just that luxury items that we all can live without. But like the high speed internet and cable who knows how to anymore? Like I said I am part of a dying breed!

p.s. I am not against cell phones, and I love many people who use them.

La..Dee..Da...Dee..Dum

I hate those times of blah, when life just seems like nothing is going right and you don't have the energy to change it so you sit and sulk instead. And while you sulk everyone else seems to be accomplishing the impossible making you feel all the more miserable because you can't even muster the strength to keep up on your new blog. BLAH!
Then again I am alive, I have my health, and I have more then my share of blessings to be happy about, so there blah, take that!

Another year already?

I distinctly remember my mom busy making dinner and my young mind wondering off, I looked up at her and said, "I am half way to 16!" We had just celebrated my 8th birthday and I was already willing myself to be 8 years older. I could not wait to be older to "arrive." Arrive at what exactly I am still trying to figure out. When is it that my thinking turned and I yearned to be younger? Funny how things change with age and perspective. Now at nearly thirty I think one day I am going to have an eight year old of my own telling me she is half way to 16. I'll smile, silently wishing she'd stay young forever, and let her dream her own dreams of "arriving". I only hope she enjoys the getting there enough to realize that arriving really isn't what it's all about.

Fresh Start

The first anything is always a bit daunting for me. I feel like there are so many possibilities, and so many ways to fail. So keeping it real simple here is my first post as I venture out in the world and hope to write something that someone will find worth while to read. Welcome to fragments of my life both past and present as I try to make sense of it all.