We have had a smooth first week back to school.
Sent from my iPhone
Saturday, August 28, 2010
First week of school
Sent from my iPhone
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
You go ahead...
all this really was in my hair, but not becuase I used it all to do my hair. It all just made it's way there throughout the day...
sometimes i think that i should get it cut. but it seems like it's falling out. so like a half balding man who tries to grow his hair long and comb it over his baldness, i just cant seem to make myself get a haircut! through these hot days i just have it all pulled up anyway. and maybe it's like shedding becuase of the heat and how i'm always pulling on it? maybe if i get a trim it will stop falling out? it seems like i have been trying to grow it long forever. soooo....
silly post but there you have it.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
A dear friend of mine started a blog and invited me to contribute. For some reason I felt like posting it here. It's a heartfelt expression of my convictions and perspective.
Miriam- I love reading your words. You are intellectual, articulate and unreserved. Thanks for all of that. And thanks for raising the questions that you do...
I believe that men and women's roles are truly divinely designed and serve many a purpose. I also believe that each person on this planet has been given the gift of choice. Regardless of your background, race, religion, you can choose what you will think and do in life. This precious gift I believe is ours to facilitate our learning and growth. I do firmly believe in the ideal scenario of a mother at home and a father who provides. Yet presently I am working outside of the home. And I feel good about it. Is it financially necessary? Nope. Is is what we want? Yes. In the long run I might look back and think it a mistake. But I'm bound to make some of those.
Do I feel like I have to be super woman? Most certainly. Did I feel that during the 10+ years I was a non $$$ earning stay at home mom?
You bet ya! Is it really bad to be a super woman? To slap a smile on your face and get through the day because you know they need you? I guess that has to be a question posed to oneself really... because when it comes to the detailed circumstances of a particular home, family, relationship, who can know what should be done?
I often felt bombarded by unsolicited advice as a young inexperienced mother. I adopted the philosophy that only the mother of a child can know what's best for her child. I don't mean there aren't moments of confusion, doubt, and plenty of error. I just mean we are accountable for the things under our stewardship. My children are my responsibility. As a mother I am entitled to divine revelation for important things pertaining to them and my role in their life. Most of the times I have messed up big are because I didn't seek out this guidance as diligently as I could have. It is something I constantly relearn. To not depend on my own strength and understanding. To look to heaven and those around me for help or answers.
I have felt though, that working at the school where my four pollitos are is the right thing for me to do right now. And have felt heavens blessing. Will it always be so? I dunno! That's something me, my companion and our guiding light reevaluate frequently....
I pray for blessings for all woman. that we can seek guidance and find peace in our daily living. That hand in hand with our loved ones we can work much good in the world we live in. Wherever our circle of influence may be. Goodness knows what the world needs now is a few good women.
I believe that men and women's roles are truly divinely designed and serve many a purpose. I also believe that each person on this planet has been given the gift of choice. Regardless of your background, race, religion, you can choose what you will think and do in life. This precious gift I believe is ours to facilitate our learning and growth. I do firmly believe in the ideal scenario of a mother at home and a father who provides. Yet presently I am working outside of the home. And I feel good about it. Is it financially necessary? Nope. Is is what we want? Yes. In the long run I might look back and think it a mistake. But I'm bound to make some of those.
Do I feel like I have to be super woman? Most certainly. Did I feel that during the 10+ years I was a non $$$ earning stay at home mom?
You bet ya! Is it really bad to be a super woman? To slap a smile on your face and get through the day because you know they need you? I guess that has to be a question posed to oneself really... because when it comes to the detailed circumstances of a particular home, family, relationship, who can know what should be done?
I often felt bombarded by unsolicited advice as a young inexperienced mother. I adopted the philosophy that only the mother of a child can know what's best for her child. I don't mean there aren't moments of confusion, doubt, and plenty of error. I just mean we are accountable for the things under our stewardship. My children are my responsibility. As a mother I am entitled to divine revelation for important things pertaining to them and my role in their life. Most of the times I have messed up big are because I didn't seek out this guidance as diligently as I could have. It is something I constantly relearn. To not depend on my own strength and understanding. To look to heaven and those around me for help or answers.
I have felt though, that working at the school where my four pollitos are is the right thing for me to do right now. And have felt heavens blessing. Will it always be so? I dunno! That's something me, my companion and our guiding light reevaluate frequently....
I pray for blessings for all woman. that we can seek guidance and find peace in our daily living. That hand in hand with our loved ones we can work much good in the world we live in. Wherever our circle of influence may be. Goodness knows what the world needs now is a few good women.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Pickled eggplant
In it the little red hen buys some pickled eggplant.
For this reason, Leah only knows eggplant as pickled. It is really
very funny to hear her say: "mom can we look at the pickled eggplant
in our garden?"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)