Thursday, October 28, 2010

Parenting Grade Card- Life Lessons: F

(Excerpt from random conversation last night with B, age 5)

Me:"........and so I think we ought to do something this year at Christmas to help others."

B: "Like last year? At church? We did the food and toys."

Me: "Yeah, kinda like last year. Maybe more, if we can."

B: "I don't like it when we give toys....it makes me jealous. I keep thinking how I might want that toy."

Me: "B, you should be so thankful at how blessed we are. You have toys, clothes, food, a warm house.... We are so blessed. Many people don't have these things we take for granted."

B: "Can't we just give them gift cards and money?"

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Me: "...and God wants us to give what we have to help others. It is what we are supposed to do. I understand that at 5 years old, jealousy sneaks up on you, but you need to understand how blessed we are and that God doesn't want us to be greedy. It is a sin."

B: "What is a sin?"

Me: "You know what sin is. Sin is an action that pushes God away. Being greedy pushes God away, and he wants to be close to us....not pushed away."

B: "Well, when I was greedy, I didn't know it was a sin."
B: "OK?"
B: "OK?"
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Me: "I think you would be surprised at how many kids at your school go hungry on the weekends. There are children that don't hardly have any food from the time they leave on Friday, until they come back on Monday. Their parents don't have the money to supply the food or there is some other reason that there isn't any. Sometimes neglect. These kids could be your friends and you might not even know. Can you imagine being hungry and me not being able to feed you?"

B: (after thinking awhile)....."So their parents are failures?"

Me: "What?"

B: "Failures with their money?"


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B: There are probably some kids at school that are hungry, but there aren't as many kids that don't have food in our town, as there are in other places in the world."

Me: "You are probably right."

B: "......like the Gulf of Mexico....."

Monday, October 18, 2010

Just a bunch of hillbillies....

This weekend the kids and I had a book signing that we attended.

A local young man had written a book that was compiled of numerous biographies from people in the area that had interesting stories to tell.


One such biography was of someone who is well known to us: Grandpa.

Yep, my Grandpa M.

Seated on either side of him were other relatives of ours. A great aunt and a second cousin. They, too, had stories to tell.

(I, however, didn't get a picture of them...too much pressure to move through the line...Sorry.)



It is interesting that in these Ozark Hills, life takes so many different turns and people in all different walks of life come together. Their personal histories were diverse...even though there was a common thread binding them all. The Ozarks.
The kids were excited that they each had a book that Grandpa signed for them.
I think Grandpa was equally excited that he was getting to sign the books.

Although not featured in the book, Donna Douglas, better known as Elly May Clampett, was also present at the book signing and signed the kids' books for good measure. Grandpa didn't seemed fazed by her though. He claimed that "back in the day" they had once shared a dance.

Who knew?


I think that it would be a tough call as to who was the biggest "Hillbilly" in this picture.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

It's been a ride.....

I can't believe how busy things have been lately.

It seems I can't find time to do the simplest things. But not that long ago......

I was spending the afternoon watching L give Mi Mi .......





....and Pa Pa a ride on the pony cart.

Then in an effort to pick up the pace we decided to head to Clinton, Arkansas.


Here we enjoyed watching a little wilder sort of ride. After we finished playing musical chairs we settled in for the show, along with thousands of others.


And it was a show.....



(In case you can't tell, those wagons are going FAST.)




And, um, this wagon is supposed to have wheels. However, there was a minor accident.



Then there were a few lazy evenings spent like this.....



Tell me, what is better than hot dogs and s'mores?


Even if your definition of a s'more is a Hershey's candybar.



Then we took in Community Days.......and spent the time with friends.



B rode his gator in the parade (again). I walked with him. Then, as we made our way back to the beginning of the parade route we met up with Steven and L. B then abandoned his momma and took off with his daddy and L. So I snuck back around and caught them on the back side of the parade route.



L had wanted to ride the pony cart in the parade. She was a little apprehensive so she asked Steven to walk beside her. He told her he would just ride.
And then B joined them.
Poor Peanut.

Afterwards L's friend Brooke bribed her with a shopping trip and $5 to get on stage and sing karaoke with her. She was hesitant at first. In fact, she flat out said "no".
It took well over ten minutes of her seven year old friend begging, pleading and pulling on her arm...... until she nodded her head in consent.





It didn't take long for her to warm up. Only about half-way through the first Taylor Swift song.
I then took the time to sit back, relax and enjoy the show. This show:



When the girls finished up we loaded up our "friends",


and got ready for the turtle race.




The kids got a dollar just for having a turtle. They didn't even care if they won.
OoooooooKay.......
B cared.




But he still didn't win.
L, not being a fan of 'handling' the turtles, forged ahead and rounded -up the escaping turtles and brought them back 'home'.



B, was punished after his lack luster performance at the turtle race. At five years old we thought it was appropriate to make him paint our stock trailer.
In his underwear.


Not appropriate?
Really?
Actually he just wanted help and Steven let him.
What can I say? He is a hard worker.

This kind of rigorous schedule takes a toll on a person. The only effective treatment?
Sleep.

Well.....sleep and the smile that my children, still wanting to occasionally sleep together and liking each other enough to fall asleep holding hands, puts on my face.
That makes me feel good.