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(I am still working on the Keep Calm and Carry on poster.)
The above one is my version. I just altered her version in Picasa. I love the antiquey look of it.
I am linking to these parties!
Me: So how was your day today?
( understand that I was with her the entire day. Or so I thought....)
Gwenna: It was good.
Me: Did you have a fun time with Brooky?
Gwenna: Mmmmhhhmmm.
Me: What was your favorite part?
Gwenna: We jumped on the bed.
We yelled really* loully. ( loudly)
And we did dancing.
And we played ponies.
And.....
we said bad words.
We did *loss and *loss of stuff. (....lots and lots...)
Yep. They said bad words.
Probably really really bad words. Like "stupid" and "butt".
I didn't hear these bad words being said, so I have to let it slide.
But I'm onto you.
Gone are the days of your seemingly childhood innocence.
I am now faced with a true potty mouth. And not just any old potty mouther type, but the kind that brags about it later while bragging about her potty mouthiness.
Is this what I have to look forward to?
What's next? Sticking your chewed gum under the table? Running with scissors?
Look. I even bought you a few necklaces to commemorate this milestone in your life.
Like I always say, it's the little things that make life memorable.
How do you teach your children to think of others? To put others needs before their own? My husband especially struggles with teaching this life lesson to our kids. “ Why can’t you just share? Just take turns!” is often heard coming from our lips. Most times however, they do apply this lesson and will give ( or at least trade ) willingly.
A particular memory that comes to mind, is of my vivacious daughter Serelle.
At the school they attend, they are given tickets for good behavior. When they collect enough they can cash them in for a prize.
Needless to say, Serelle was really motivated to collect as many as she could. She would rush to open doors for teachers, pick up trash, wipe lunch tables. Her favorite was when she found a $20.00 bill on the ground and turned it into the office.
After she had reached her goal of collecting enough tickets for a reward, she happily informed the teacher that she was ready to pick her prize. They went down the hall to the display case filled with all the prizes. It was full of books, posters, stickers, pencils, and other little trinkets.
I can just image the look of total concentration on her little face. So many choices!
That morning she had informed me that she had collected enough tickets and would be coming home with her prize. I knew she had a new found love of pencils, and figured that is what she would pick.
When she came home, I had not thought to ask her what she had picked, and we fell into our routine of doing homework and having snacks.
When she suddenly jumped up from the table exclaiming “ I almost forgot to show you!” Thinking that she was talking to me, I looked up to realized that she was talking not to me, but her big brother, Drew.
She ran to her backpack, reached in and pulled out a pack of Star Wars stickers. With a shining countenance and great big smile, she handed them to her brother.
“ As soon as I saw these I thought of you and how much you like star wars. I got these for you.”
All those weeks of planning and working, and when faced with a choice, she choose not to think of herself, but her brother.
With this simple act, I was made aware that they are listening. But more importantly they are watching.
I read a quote once that said "The most effective way to teach children is not with words, but with example.”
I am touched by, and grateful for, her loving example to her younger, and in this instance, older sibling.
This weekend we had the pleasure of gathering together on the off limits nice couch to watch General Conference on the itty bitty computer monitor.
I was once again reminded of the gratitude I feel for living in a time and place that makes this possible. It was much need weekend. To have my chicks gathered round to hear the words of the prophet, and to have that spirit of learning in our home, is something that I will be eternally grateful for. ( As I type this the youngest is bawling about a piece of paper her sister has deemed very important and therefore untouchable, the boys are arguing about who kicked who first, and the Hubby is interrogating us all about the mysterious appearance of marker on the off limits or you die nice couch, so that feeling has quickly evaporated, I mean, struggling to stay present.)
Here we are gathered together taking notes of conference. You should also make note of the size of the computer monitor. That’s right, you can’t see it from how far away I am when I took this picture. But don’t feel too bad for us. We have some rockin’ speakers Andrew found on clearance at Best Buy that can be turned up so loud that all your other senses are dulled therefore you no longer can even think about how small the monitor is. See, that’s just how I am. I can find the
meaninglessness beauty in all things.
We are truly blessed with the modern conveniences that we have and I am grateful for the time and opportunity I get to blog and to share my thoughts, however different, with those I love and those of you I may not know, but appreciate all the same.