Just Another Day

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Kids say the darnest things

Lately D has really been searching that gender issue.  He asked Mima "Are you a girl or a boy?"  Mima responded "What do you think?"  "That you are a girl but your hair is short!" 

He also described a guy on a motorcycle, who had a feminine backpack that D thought was a little too small of this large man, as a man-girl. 

I know, I know where did he get that from "MAN-GIRL" and no we have never said anything like that ever.  But this child is very creative and articulate and you put that together and you have a child that makes up words left and right.  Words that make sense but aren't words.

When probed he defined " 'Man-girl' as a guy who dresses like a girl"  NICE ONE!

Okay so I was thinking about the whole issue and how delicate that matter really is because you don't want to discourage your child from using descriptive words but you do want them to know that you just can't say anything you want out loud. 

So we touched on the issue, and of course this won't be the last time we will have to deal with D saying his thoughts out loud- So far we have just been lucky that he hasn't said anything potential hurtful in front of someone. 

But when I was thinking about how the gender issue to him is more looks that actions, I was proud of our home.  Because in this home- Gender is not defined by actions, it is only defined by appearance.  In this house there isn't one gender that does all the cooking, cleaning, chores or outside chores.  This child sees both his parents doing those things.  Which is why my little one won't play with a pink guitar, but has no problem playing all evening with a red Kitchen-aid mixer!

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I often ask myself a simple question about parenting "Am I doing this right?"  Well here is another piece of literture to throw into my reasoning when trying to answer that Q. Teach self-regulation. The article is good. 

Lucky in so many ways

I have sat here in front of this computer and told you before how lucky I am (as many of us are).  But last week (I haven't had a chance to write), on my way to work it really hit me. My commute is an easy hour sometimes longer if there is traffic and this was one of those mornings that there was traffic. It was Feb 19 and Fidel Castro posted a resignation letter to the online Communist Paper- the only paper in Cuba.  The news commintator stated that most Cuban are finding out by word of mouth since they are not allowed to have Internet in their homes.  No internet, the pause I am sure was intended to let that soak in.  A country not so far from our own so different, no connection to the outside online world, and they accept it because that is all they know.

Then the next story about the upcoming Russian elections, and even though it is a democracy or so they say, one candidate on the ballot  is believed to be "secretly backed by the Kremlin as a token candidate to create the appearance of democracy"  Wow there was another one. Let that soak in again.

Here in the United States we get tired of our policatical candiates, mudslinging at each other but we don't stop and think about how beautiful our choices are, and even more that we are so lucky to have choices.

Today I feel lucky because I live here in this great nation!

Please do not forget to vote.  Make time!

Valentine's Party

These little ones make me smile.  The were all so excited about this party, I think it finally caught on- what exactly goes on for holiday parties.  

Valentine's Day

These were the Valentines that we made for D's class.  He wrote his name on the back and I stapled candy on them.   

School

Me.

I don't have a title.  Because this is random.  I am fat.  Not like a lot and it doesn't bother me. But I am having a fat spell.  I am am enjoying food and carbs right now.  I have little rules that I give myself. 

Work out 5 days a week. (still doing that)

No carbs at night. (Yeah not so much)

Some are not the greatest, if I feel like ice cream- I skip dinner. (Haven't craved Ice cream lately)

Not really a breakfast eater (just coffee) but if I do I run more. 

If I want sweets, I have to actually make them.  (and you wondered why I bake so much)

I was trying to decide what to snack on today and Girl Scout Cookies won. 

So I am having a fat day and since it is Valentine's week, I guess I am having a fat week. So oh well.

Moments like these

Sometimes when it all gets too much for me,  I resort to the safety of my happy place.  Lately, I have been noticing that my son has the same happy place.  Of course for different reasons.  We are very lucky to find so much solace at my mother's home.  Since D stayed home from school the earlier part of this week, his normal routine of my mother picking him up and him hanging out with her didn't happen, so when he finally went back to school he was very clear in what he wanted "Momma, you work late today, I am going to stay at Mima's today"  "Okay sweetheart." 

Thursday night, D couldn't sleep because of his cold and congestion.  J was working late, really late, and I was out of options. 

I needed help!

I was sooo tired, and my Patience had been tested and trampled.

I called my mother and YES in the middle of the night, D and I had a sleepover. My mother has such a way with D. A skill, she never loses sight of the bigger picture.

A baby whispher. Like Supernanny!

We are differenately blessed to have her.  Everyday and in everyway! 

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