Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I think we have come to find out that the Education system, run by Liberal Hippies that really couldn't find any other job that allowed them so much time off, the ability to do drugs, and to spout their rhetoric is alive and well. It is teaching out kids things like 'Abortion is Good,' 'Government is Bad.' We have educators that, for the most part, don't teach to the subject, they teach to their beliefs. It is really sad, and even sadder when you see highly intelligent children buying into it." --Kelli
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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I know I shouldn’t compare my kids to other kids, but sometimes, I can’t help it. Usually, when my comparisons lead to me feeling inadequate as a mother, I’m not comparing to a real kid, but the way I imagine other kids to be. We struggle with the boys being extremely picky eaters. Granted, it’s totally my fault they’re so picky, but I keep hoping they’ll outgrow it on their own. So far, it’s not working. But my imagination tells me that other kids must be eating more meats and vegetables at dinner because their parents were smart enough to not offer them any other choices early on.
When my comparisons lead me to feeling superior, it’s because I’m picking out the worst traits in certain kids and patting myself on the back for raising my boys better than that. And really, that’s not a healthy attitude to adopt either. However, please allow me this moment of indulgence to brag just a little.
Yes, my boys are extremely picky eaters. Getting them to eat enough vegetables is a struggle, and getting them to take medication for fever or pain is completely out of the question. But there is an upside to their pickiness. By choice, they drink only water, milk, orange juice, and rarely apple juice or cider. They dislike lunchmeat and nearly every cut of beef. They do not eat things like ketchup, salad dressing, salt, and sour cream. They will only eat whole grain wheat bread. They are very lean and strong for their height. So the pickiness isn’t always a bad thing.
One other thing we work on is their manners. I feel like I’m constantly reminding them to say please and to hold a door for people. But they’re extremely generous and sincere with their thank-yous. Often, the thank-yous are accompanied by huge smiles, big hugs, and a little bit of jumping up and down. They’ve been known to be so distracted by a gift (even something as boring as clothes!) that they’ve forgotton other gifts waiting to be unwrapped. They are a stark contrast to what I experienced at a neighbor boy’s birthday party last week. The kid was downright snotty to his mom about opening his gifts, and I never once saw even a flicker of a smile for any gift he received. Just more proof that I rock for not trying to buy my kids’ love and destroying their happiness in the process.
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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