With murder rates climbing, assaults on the rise and robbery an everyday occurrence, a nearby police chief has announced he is cracking down on saggy, baggy pants!
More insanity.
I swear the world is going mad.
Or maybe it is a local occurrence.
Thank you for all the laughter. Side splitting, tears in my eyes laughter on each Carol Burnett Show. Comedy at its silliest best! Rest in Peace....
It landed on my daughter' s neighbors house here in the Midwest.
I am feeling a bit angry. I read several mommy blogs because I enjoy reading about the escapades and adventures of moms and their kids. Much more fun than political rants. I notice that many moms are very, very judgmental of the way other moms are nursing, developing sleep habits, joining /not joining play groups, or staying at home versus working. And it makes me angry.
People, when these children are born, they do not come with instruction manuals. We all have to figure out how to care for this child by ourselves. And, as the mother of three, I can firmly state, what works for one is probably not going to work for the second or third! Each time you begin with a new one, you need to learn the quirks and foibles of that particular child's personality. And you do not need unsolicited advice on how to do it. Just because someone may share their experience on a blog, it doesn't mean they want your opinion. Most of what is written on this web is just opinion...not expert advice! I think it is insulting and demeaning for one mom to negatively criticize what another is doing. The old saying about walking in another's moccasins is all too true about parenting. None of us know exactly what a mother is going through when we read her experiences or when we see her out in public with her child.
Good God! If this had gone on in the 70s I would never have been able to leave the house. My middle child was Chief Drama Queen from the time she was 6 months old. She can still be a drama queen. Now it amuses me, when she was a toddler, it humiliated me more than once. I am sure people thought I was the world's worse mother. I know my MIL and SIL did. I heard about it from them. But I kept plugging along, dealing with my four year old and my infant and doing the best I could with the toddler. And that is all any one can do. Except try to support one another and the choices being made. Don't attack. Don't over criticize and remember, there ain't no perfect!!
Which popular slang expression drives you nuts?
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By Debbie Bliss, from her book Special Knits. I made this in Lily Sugar and Cream Twists. I love the green and white. I wanted a yarn that was sturdy enough for a toddler to wear on the playground and to keep her warm in the big breezes that come in off the lake at the cottage. After washing and blocking it, it is soft yet sturdy. I had to modify the pattern....for our tall, slim girl. So it is a size 12 months around but I added to the length of the 24 months to make sure it will fit her for a while.
Every once in a while, I come across book I wish I could teach. The most recent one is Love That Dog by Sharon Creech. It was written for 8-12 year old children but I would have used it in my middle school classroom with my disadvantaged students. Written in verse, it is sure to introduce poetry to kids in a way that will make them more comfortable with it. My nine and twelve year old grandchildren saw it on the table and raved about it. The twelve year old pronounced it one of her favorite books. I enjoyed reading it and it will stay on my bookshelves for the little ones as they grow up.
What a wonderful teaching tool it would be. If you like poetry, if you have children or if you teach children, I highly recommend this book.
| As I watch last night's snow melt....I dream A Prayer in Spring |
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| Robert Frost (1915) | |
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Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees. And make us happy in the darting bird That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid air stands still. For this is love and nothing else is love, The which it is reserved for God above To sanctify to what far ends He will, But which it only needs that we fulfil. |
It is Spring. So they tell me. Others have pictures of flowers and green grass ....I have this. With more coming. 4 more inches are expected before it stops. And the weather man just said it is likely we will have thunder snow with the rate getting heavier during the thunder snow. And they are so excited about us having a record 80 inches so far this year...with all of this to come. I am not excited. I am sick of it. You cannot see the huge flakes in the picture. I mean Huge! Thick. Fluffy! And it only started a bit ago and is sticking already.
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[esto es genial]That is pretty cool. I like that idea! read more
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