The thing about freedom of speech is that it has to go both ways. You cannot tell one side to agree...or shut-up. Sort of goes contrary to the whole meaning of freedom, right?
So I don't agree with the lifestyle choice of the lesbian and homosexual community. (Earth-shattering, I know.) I don't appreciate them trying to redefine marriage, and I most especially despise their perception of my opinion as being "hateful" to them.
I disagree, but that does NOT mean I hate them.
We've gotten away from the concept of separating beliefs from the actual person. I use the Bible as the basis for my values and beliefs. I may say that in public or in private to friends or acquaintances. But I never shove it down their throats. That's part of the freedom. To choose to believe or not to believe.
When people (especially those of public-figure stature) actually tweet about their desire for people who eat at certain restaurants (owned by people who support my view of traditional marriage) to get cancer and die....
WOW!
Really?!?
And what's even sadder is that that's okay for them. If someone from the other side says that? It's considered a threat and horrific (which it is from either side).
Hmm...
Civilization can only exist where its citizens respect and honor each other -- on both sides of any subject.
It's agreeing to disagree...and loving each other despite the differences. Since when did we become such an intolerant people?
It's a freedom to say something and a freedom to listen. In the case of stuff I don't agree with, I just choose not to listen. But the difference is I never tweet about it...or wish ill on someone who believes the opposite of me.
Sigh.
As another blogger noted: Choosing to boycott a fastfood restaurant chain because you don't agree with the owner's opinions and beliefs...such a first world problem.
How indulged are we?
Plenty of companies openly support the lesbian and homosexual communities. You don't hear the rest of us calling on the fires of Hell to destroy them, right?
Know that even if you support those causes -- or any others I might not agree with -- I still love you. And because of that, I can agree to disagree with you. That's TRUE freedom of speech.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Mondays and Musings: Perfect Together
Happy Monday! The final Monday in July! Jeepers.
FINAL Monday in July?
That means we have only ONE month left of summer vacation. Considering how fast the first month and a half went, that isn't long.
Still, we'll enjoy it and the hazy/lazy days of the rest of summer...if we can.
I'm attempting to do some reading this summer. I finished The Janson Command last week and started The Cry of the Halidon by Robert Ludlum. So far so good. I have a stack of other books to read, and I'm hoping this greases the wheel for me.
So, Emily continues practicing for the "Twelfth Night" play. It will be performed this coming Friday and Sunday -- pending no rain. I think she's getting excited. We sure are...though we've been missing her, too.
The boys are enjoying our recent walks to the park. We've been trying to get outside more...to run off the endless energy Ethan seems to have and build up Edward's endurance -- getting some steps for Mommy and Daddy in the process. We've been trying to hit 10,000 steps every day. I haven't done too well with it yet. I can usually get between 6,000 and 8,000, but the extra 2,000-4,000 have eluded me. I'm not giving up, though. There's a "dancing guy" that appears on my pedometer when I hit 10,000 steps, and I want to see him.
Speaking of school starting, we're getting pumped up for it. Edward's curriculum should arrive tomorrow and Wednesday. It's always so much fun to see what schoolwork he'll have for the year. (A bit like opening a birthday or Christmas prezzie.)
And speaking of Christmas...
ONLY 148 shopping days left....147 if you don't shop on Christmas Day. And so endeth the Christmas Shopping public service announcement. Still plenty of time. Pleennnnnnnty of time.
I'm here for you.
FINAL Monday in July?
That means we have only ONE month left of summer vacation. Considering how fast the first month and a half went, that isn't long.
Still, we'll enjoy it and the hazy/lazy days of the rest of summer...if we can.
I'm attempting to do some reading this summer. I finished The Janson Command last week and started The Cry of the Halidon by Robert Ludlum. So far so good. I have a stack of other books to read, and I'm hoping this greases the wheel for me.
So, Emily continues practicing for the "Twelfth Night" play. It will be performed this coming Friday and Sunday -- pending no rain. I think she's getting excited. We sure are...though we've been missing her, too.
The boys are enjoying our recent walks to the park. We've been trying to get outside more...to run off the endless energy Ethan seems to have and build up Edward's endurance -- getting some steps for Mommy and Daddy in the process. We've been trying to hit 10,000 steps every day. I haven't done too well with it yet. I can usually get between 6,000 and 8,000, but the extra 2,000-4,000 have eluded me. I'm not giving up, though. There's a "dancing guy" that appears on my pedometer when I hit 10,000 steps, and I want to see him.
Speaking of school starting, we're getting pumped up for it. Edward's curriculum should arrive tomorrow and Wednesday. It's always so much fun to see what schoolwork he'll have for the year. (A bit like opening a birthday or Christmas prezzie.)
And speaking of Christmas...
ONLY 148 shopping days left....147 if you don't shop on Christmas Day. And so endeth the Christmas Shopping public service announcement. Still plenty of time. Pleennnnnnnty of time.
I'm here for you.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Sweet Sunday
We had a guest worship group -- Heartsong from Cedarville College -- lead us in our church service today, and one of the songs they chose was the one below.
I love the words...especially knowing that my God is stronger than anything I will ever face. And in an election year, those are a comforting promise!
I love the words...especially knowing that my God is stronger than anything I will ever face. And in an election year, those are a comforting promise!
"It is written:
Christ is risen.
Jesus, You
Are Lord of all!"
Praise God for who He is, and have a super sweet Sunday!
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Saturday Sweetheart
Friday, July 27, 2012
Friday Funnies
We got to see the trailer for another funny kids' movie coming out later this year. It's looks funny and poignant...and cute.
Enjoy, and have a fun Friday!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Friend or Foe...or Somewhere in Between - Part 2
So I started on this subject a few weeks ago in this post.
Friendship has always lent itself to some pretty deep pondering...about oneself and about others...at least in my life. Sometimes it's hard to figure out why some people have so many and others seem to have none.
We have mixed feelings about the telephone in our house.
Sometimes we are excited by its ring...and sometimes we are angered...and sometimes it doesn't ring at all.
We love for the phone to ring when its someone we love -- or, for me, when it's a source I've been trying to get in touch with for an article.
We're mad when it's telephone solicitation...or a campaign call...or a wrong number with someone asking for the same people...again.
It's a bit perplexing at times when it's silent, and we realize that the phone doesn't ring for us very often.
My mom has been encouraging us to get to know people and make new friends. She gets very worried about the kids seeming to not have any friends. She doesn't see the effort I've put into helping them find some and how that effort falls flat. If it happens enough times, people finally give up. I mean, why is the onus always on us to make friends? Why aren't other kids seeking out our kids for playdates?
Phone numbers are exchanged, but no one calls -- on either side.
Sometimes we're told it would be different if our kids went to school.
Hmm... I agree that they would be exposed to more kids, thereby the possibility for friendship goes up, but that doesn't guarantee friends. It seems that people need to be "desirable" to draw friends. I'm guessing we're not.
The kids go to activities -- at church and in our community. We ask the parents/kids to meet up. We get lots of smiles and lots of "sounds great"s. But still the phone never rings...the emails never come, even in response to our calls/emails.
But it's a different world these days -- a world filled with activities of all sorts and electronics of even more sorts. People are busy, busy, busy. Kids don't play outside anymore.
At least not where we live.
We know. We've "trolled" the neighborhood, looking for someone to meet and get to know and play with. And when kids do play outside, they're not interested in meeting new kids to add to their group of peers.
No one encourages it either.
We get polite smiles from the adults and wide-eyed stares from the kids. And one look at my kids as we continue to walk, and I know and feel their disappointment.
My point is this: Friendship is a two-way street. Both sides need to be seeking and working at it for it to work. When just because one side tries and nothing comes of it doesn't mean that there's something wrong with them or they aren't trying hard enough. It becomes easy to think that.
Ah, well. Enough pondering -- and complaining. We'll keep on trying...or perhaps it's time to move?
At least we'd get a new phone number.
To be continued...
Friendship has always lent itself to some pretty deep pondering...about oneself and about others...at least in my life. Sometimes it's hard to figure out why some people have so many and others seem to have none.
We have mixed feelings about the telephone in our house.
Sometimes we are excited by its ring...and sometimes we are angered...and sometimes it doesn't ring at all.
We love for the phone to ring when its someone we love -- or, for me, when it's a source I've been trying to get in touch with for an article.
We're mad when it's telephone solicitation...or a campaign call...or a wrong number with someone asking for the same people...again.
It's a bit perplexing at times when it's silent, and we realize that the phone doesn't ring for us very often.
My mom has been encouraging us to get to know people and make new friends. She gets very worried about the kids seeming to not have any friends. She doesn't see the effort I've put into helping them find some and how that effort falls flat. If it happens enough times, people finally give up. I mean, why is the onus always on us to make friends? Why aren't other kids seeking out our kids for playdates?
Phone numbers are exchanged, but no one calls -- on either side.
Sometimes we're told it would be different if our kids went to school.
Hmm... I agree that they would be exposed to more kids, thereby the possibility for friendship goes up, but that doesn't guarantee friends. It seems that people need to be "desirable" to draw friends. I'm guessing we're not.
The kids go to activities -- at church and in our community. We ask the parents/kids to meet up. We get lots of smiles and lots of "sounds great"s. But still the phone never rings...the emails never come, even in response to our calls/emails.
But it's a different world these days -- a world filled with activities of all sorts and electronics of even more sorts. People are busy, busy, busy. Kids don't play outside anymore.
At least not where we live.
We know. We've "trolled" the neighborhood, looking for someone to meet and get to know and play with. And when kids do play outside, they're not interested in meeting new kids to add to their group of peers.
No one encourages it either.
We get polite smiles from the adults and wide-eyed stares from the kids. And one look at my kids as we continue to walk, and I know and feel their disappointment.
My point is this: Friendship is a two-way street. Both sides need to be seeking and working at it for it to work. When just because one side tries and nothing comes of it doesn't mean that there's something wrong with them or they aren't trying hard enough. It becomes easy to think that.
Ah, well. Enough pondering -- and complaining. We'll keep on trying...or perhaps it's time to move?
At least we'd get a new phone number.
To be continued...
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Have One's Cake...
There's a famous expression that goes something like this: You can't "have one's cake and eat it, too."
Later in the article:
According to Wikipedia: To have one's cake and eat it too is a popular English idiomatic proverb or figure of speech, sometimes stated as eat one's cake and have it too or simply have one's cake and eat it. This is most often used negatively, to connote the idea of consuming a thing whilst managing to preserve it. This may also indicate having or wanting more than one can handle or deserve, or trying to have two incompatible things. The proverb's meaning is similar to the phrases, "you can't have it both ways" and "you can't have the best of both worlds." Conversely, in the positive sense, it would refer to "having it both ways" or "having the best of both worlds."
I did the unthinkable today. I don't know why I did it. Afterwards I wished in many ways that I hadn't done it.
But I did.
So there you have it.
What was my heinous crime, you might wonder?
I went onto Dan Cathy's Facebook page and posted some kudos to him.
(I'll pause whilst you gasp and choke and decide whether or not you can associate with me anymore.)
I know. I know. I should have stayed away. After all, it's only the ones who oppose his views that are allowed to comment on his recent statements.
Or is it?
It's an interesting world we live in at the moment.
Interesting in that only one side of any given issue is "allowed" to be spoken. Everyone else must be silenced or else threatened, bullied, and basically made to feel vile for having an opinion opposite of the politically correct/acceptable one.
Um...whatever happened to Freedom of Speech?
Seems to me that it goes both ways. I have to listen to your thoughts and respect you for having and/or sharing them...and you are obligated to do the same. That's a polite society...that's called respecting one another.
Respecting you doesn't mean I agree with you. But it does mean that I don't hate you...or wish you were dead...or think you're a bigot, ignorant a**hole for your viewpoints.
But that's exactly what people who disagree with Dan Cathy's personal statement on his beliefs think. I posted the following and within seconds got the comments below it:
"Thank you, Dan, for being a public figure who stands up and is HONEST about his beliefs. It is so refreshing and such a blessing to have someone for our kids to looks up to. We will always support your business. And we thank God for you!!"
Comment 1: Learn to be a good Christian and not hate.
Comment 2: What an interesting parent you must be to want your kids to look up to the president of fast food who advertises his "Christian" morals of hate!
Wow!
What did I say that made them think I hate anyone?
And, for that matter, what did Dan Cathy say?
Here's a snippet from an article I read:
Chick-fil-A President Dan Cathy said this week that his privately owned company is "guilty as charged" in support of what he called the biblical definition of the family unit.
The Atlanta-based chain opened its first location in a Georgia mall in 1967 and grown to more than 1,615 restaurants in 39 states and Washington, D.C., with annual sales over $4.1 billion, according to its website.
"We are a family-owned business, a family-led business, and we are married to our first wives. We give God thanks for that," Cathy told the Baptist Press, the news agency of the Southern Baptist Convention.
Later in the article:
Chick-fil-A released its own statement, saying it has a history of applying biblically-based principles to its business, such as keeping its stores closed on Sundays.
"The Chick-fil-A culture and service tradition in our restaurants is to treat every person with honor, dignity and respect — regardless of their belief, race, creed, sexual orientation or gender," according to the statement.
"Going forward, our intent is to leave the policy debate over same-sex marriage to the government and political arena," it said.
Seems to me that people want their opinions heard, but they don't want to listen or read or see or know that the other side is disagreeing -- respectfully -- with them. And that's sad to me. I hear and read and see and know that the other side disagrees with me...but I never call them names or belittle their ideas or hang about on sites they like and wait to post mean comments.
Whoa. It's called Freedom of Speech? Something that we're all -- on both sides of the aisle -- guaranteed.
That I could post something personal and seemingly benign that within seconds had comments against it just makes me wonder if these people have too much time on their hands.
Or maybe I just live in a bubble most of the time... Maybe this is really how the world behaves...
I think I'll go back inside that bubble for awhile...and maybe I'll take a piece of cake with me.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Many Musings on Monday
Happy Monday! The second to last Monday in July.
Woohoo! Wowee! Sheesh!
Time is speeding along!
So we had a crazy-busy week last week. (Sometimes that's every week -- especially during the school year -- but this was a busy "late-night" week...followed by a busy weekend.
We signed the boys up for Vacation Bible School at our church. I really like the concept of VBS. It's a fun time for kids to get together and learn more about Jesus and the Bible. Doing it late at night (6 to 8:30) for five nights...not liking that so much. But both boys really enjoyed it, though for Ethan (and me) it was REALLY LOUD. The loudness stimulated him so that by the time we got home at 9 p.m., he was a really wired boy. We figured out ways of calming him on the way home -- soft music, Bear & Blankie, quiet stories, warm milk -- for the subsequent days.
Ethan felt very clingy, especially the first night, so I stayed with him for the whole week. It was interesting to tag along with the PreK group as a end-of-the-line-wrangler-of-stray-kids. Hopefully, I was helpful? I got to know the two leaders a little bit, and Ethan got to meet some of the kids he might be in Sunday School with.
Edward had a blast! He already goes to "Flight 56," which is his Sunday School, so most of the kids there were buddies already. We're glad to see him come out of himself. He was always so shy when he was younger. He still struggles sometimes with eye contact and feeling shy, but he's come a looooong way.
Emily continues to practice for her play, including every day last week. One of the lead actresses had to be replaced at the last minute due to getting really ill. That disheveled everything a little, but the cast seems to have righted itself and is back on track. They perform a week from this Friday and Sunday. I know that she's enjoying it, but I think Emi's ready for it to be finished.
Ethan had his "date" with my sister last Tuesday. She took him to Chuck E. Cheese for the morning. Again, he felt a little shy to stay by himself, but I tried to stay in the shadows and just take photos. He was hilarious!
We finished VBS on Thursday evening and followed it with a weekend celebrating the veterans of World War II. We manned the kids' games area. Since it was filled with re-enactors and there was a Big Band dance/concert later in the evening, we decided to get in on the fun. I'll end my musings for the day with some photos from last week.
Woohoo! Wowee! Sheesh!
Time is speeding along!
So we had a crazy-busy week last week. (Sometimes that's every week -- especially during the school year -- but this was a busy "late-night" week...followed by a busy weekend.
We signed the boys up for Vacation Bible School at our church. I really like the concept of VBS. It's a fun time for kids to get together and learn more about Jesus and the Bible. Doing it late at night (6 to 8:30) for five nights...not liking that so much. But both boys really enjoyed it, though for Ethan (and me) it was REALLY LOUD. The loudness stimulated him so that by the time we got home at 9 p.m., he was a really wired boy. We figured out ways of calming him on the way home -- soft music, Bear & Blankie, quiet stories, warm milk -- for the subsequent days.
Ethan felt very clingy, especially the first night, so I stayed with him for the whole week. It was interesting to tag along with the PreK group as a end-of-the-line-wrangler-of-stray-kids. Hopefully, I was helpful? I got to know the two leaders a little bit, and Ethan got to meet some of the kids he might be in Sunday School with.
Edward had a blast! He already goes to "Flight 56," which is his Sunday School, so most of the kids there were buddies already. We're glad to see him come out of himself. He was always so shy when he was younger. He still struggles sometimes with eye contact and feeling shy, but he's come a looooong way.
Emily continues to practice for her play, including every day last week. One of the lead actresses had to be replaced at the last minute due to getting really ill. That disheveled everything a little, but the cast seems to have righted itself and is back on track. They perform a week from this Friday and Sunday. I know that she's enjoying it, but I think Emi's ready for it to be finished.
Ethan had his "date" with my sister last Tuesday. She took him to Chuck E. Cheese for the morning. Again, he felt a little shy to stay by himself, but I tried to stay in the shadows and just take photos. He was hilarious!
We finished VBS on Thursday evening and followed it with a weekend celebrating the veterans of World War II. We manned the kids' games area. Since it was filled with re-enactors and there was a Big Band dance/concert later in the evening, we decided to get in on the fun. I'll end my musings for the day with some photos from last week.
Celebrating Emily's acceptance to the National Honor Society |
Chuck E. Cheese with Aunt Sandy |
Racing at VBS |
World War II Days at Historic Joanna Furnace |
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Sweet Sunday
My very favorite song from VBS last week. So precious to see all of the kids and leaders singing it together.
Enjoy and have a sweet, sweet Sunday!
Enjoy and have a sweet, sweet Sunday!
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Saturday Sweethearts
We participated in the World War II Weekend at Joanna, helping with the children's games. The kids wanted to try dressing up. I think they looked really cute.
(Emi and I changed later on for the big swing dance.)
Friday, July 20, 2012
Friday Funnies
In continuing the theme I posted about earlier in the week on making friends, I saw a post that included this clip from Seinfeld. It won't let me embed it, so you'll have to click on the link to see this hilarious take on how friendship forms. I think he's on to something...
Enjoy, and have a really fun (and silly) Friday!
Enjoy, and have a really fun (and silly) Friday!
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Some Thoughts on Thursday
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
A Tuesday Tidbit
Click here to see something fun from our future PR girl, Emi!! The Berks County Parks and Recreation Department deemed it the "official trailer" for the production. So proud!!
Monday, July 16, 2012
Muggiest Monday Musings
Happy Monday!
It's hot. Very hot. But then it's July, and it should be hot, right?
It's funny to remember how much time we spent outside as kids during the summer. I don't know if it was because we didn't mind the heat...or our parents minded us going in and out. Either way, we had lots of fun in the sun.
Summer is nearly halfway over, which is kind of exciting and kind of sad. We always have so many fun things we hope to do...and somehow the days pass one into another without us remembering that. My goal is always to make sure that we relax and have some moments of boredom, both of which I think are extremely important to children. Our modern culture has us raising our kids expecting to be entertained EVERY moment of every day. As a stay-at-home mom, I find that that can be especially exhausting to all of us. My mom never did it for us. Of course, she played with us and did things with us, but there were times when we were expected to entertain ourselves. Idle grass...
So Emily is in full-swing rehearsal mode and has been busily working on her part in the play "Twelfth Night." They have been practicing for it nearly every day. It's the first of its kind for our county park system and should be a couple of fun nights. If you're in the area, the play will take place at the Gring's Mill Park at 6 p.m. on August 3rd and 5th. The costuming alone is phenomenal! And I'm know the acting will be even better!!
Edward and Ethan have been participating in the Vacation Bible School week at our church. The opening night was last night, and it was loud and overwhelming to say the least, especially for the youngest family member. But I think Ethan will adapt. (It's his first-ever VBS.) The staff are letting me stay with him, and I'm doing whatever I can to help out with the 32 (!!) pre-K kids in his group. The entire amount of kids (ages 3 to 6th grade) attending last night was 299!! We'll see if it continues. They had the county's largest-ever Twister game. (Pictured above.) It was hilarious to watch the kids trying to follow the instructions. Someone came with a ladder-truck from a local fire company so that we could get photos of it. They managed to do so before a huge storm hit.
We ordered some of the coursework for Ethan's kindergarten school year. It should be exciting for him when it arrives! We'll order the rest next month and whenever we need it. It turns out we'll need to do kindergarten and first grade on our own since he misses both age cut-off dates for Agora. Still, that takes some pressure off of us and allows us to determine the timing of everything. Not a bad way to school...especially since we're starting him so early.
And one final tidbit: The kids each got a haircut last Friday. We went to the in-store salon at Walmart to get Ethan's hair cut (since it was only $8) and ended up with three new 'dos. I think they look really nice. What do you think?
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Sweet Sunday
The main theme from our Vacation Bible School program tonight -- VERY loud but very fun!
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Saturday Sweetheart
Two months from today, he turns 4!!!
Friday, July 13, 2012
Friday Funnies
A funny little funny for you to enjoy on this edition of Friday Funnies. How many times can I use the word funny? Funnily enough...only a few.
Hope you enjoyed your Friday, and that it was...funny!
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Friend or Foe...or Somewhere in Between? - Part 1
It's a funny thing with kids and friends.
I'm not sure if it's the area in which we live or yet another sign of the times...but our kids can't seem to find friends.
They have lots of acquaintances -- and friends-on-the-surface -- but honest-to-goodness BFFs seem scarce these days. At least in our little microcosm.
When I was a kid we moved a lot...and by a lot, I mean: A LOT. Every so many years we were uprooted and moving to a new neighborhood, where for the most part we had to find our own kind to hang with. My mom never set up "play dates" or walked us door-to-door.
We went to school...met people on the bus...were involved in clubs...or even walked ourselves around the neighborhood knocking on doors and asking if there were any kids on the premises who might be available to play with us. I guess we knew no shame?
I can't say it was my favorite thing to do, and I was awfully glad to have a big sister to walk around with, especially since she did most of the talking. Of course, she ended up with most of the friends, too. Go figure.
Over the years, we met a few nice people...a few mean people...a few people who started off nice and ended up mean...and a few people that fluctuated between the two, veering mostly towards nice. It was an interesting way to grow up.
My point has nothing to do with a comparison of my kidhood versus the kidhood my own sweeties are experiencing. My point is merely about friends. There's no set formula for how it happens. (I truly wish there was.) In my own experience, you're just nice to somebody similar in age and hope that they'll be nice back.
And being nice might mean chatting with them, getting together with them, praying for them, etc. I remind them that friendship is like a flower, in that sometimes it takes time to blossom and bloom.
So this is what we teach our kids...it just hasn't produced any "fruit" yet.
To be continued....
I'm not sure if it's the area in which we live or yet another sign of the times...but our kids can't seem to find friends.
They have lots of acquaintances -- and friends-on-the-surface -- but honest-to-goodness BFFs seem scarce these days. At least in our little microcosm.
When I was a kid we moved a lot...and by a lot, I mean: A LOT. Every so many years we were uprooted and moving to a new neighborhood, where for the most part we had to find our own kind to hang with. My mom never set up "play dates" or walked us door-to-door.
We went to school...met people on the bus...were involved in clubs...or even walked ourselves around the neighborhood knocking on doors and asking if there were any kids on the premises who might be available to play with us. I guess we knew no shame?
I can't say it was my favorite thing to do, and I was awfully glad to have a big sister to walk around with, especially since she did most of the talking. Of course, she ended up with most of the friends, too. Go figure.
Over the years, we met a few nice people...a few mean people...a few people who started off nice and ended up mean...and a few people that fluctuated between the two, veering mostly towards nice. It was an interesting way to grow up.
My point has nothing to do with a comparison of my kidhood versus the kidhood my own sweeties are experiencing. My point is merely about friends. There's no set formula for how it happens. (I truly wish there was.) In my own experience, you're just nice to somebody similar in age and hope that they'll be nice back.
And being nice might mean chatting with them, getting together with them, praying for them, etc. I remind them that friendship is like a flower, in that sometimes it takes time to blossom and bloom.
So this is what we teach our kids...it just hasn't produced any "fruit" yet.
To be continued....
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Color Me Happy
Sometimes -- not all the time, which is probably a blessing -- a good deal comes along on Groupon or LivingSocial or even our local newspaper's "Big Deals." (I think we'd go poor if they came along too often.)
That said, we got an awesome deal this past spring for four tickets to the Crayola Experience. (It used to be just the Crayola Factory...but adding "experience" makes it seem all the more exciting, I guess?)
A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
I love crayons. I love coloring. (In college, I used to use coloring as a study break...and give all of my friends coloring books and crayons for their birthdays or Christmas.) I love doing crafts with my kids, though I'm kinda lazy so it doesn't happen as often as they (or I) would like.
So tickets to Crayola? Score!
The cost was $20 for the four tickets, plus $10 off a $30 purchase at the store. We went there last September for Ethan's first-ever birthday adventure, and the tickets then were $10 each. They recently went up to $12 each, so I think we got a great deal.
To avoid crowds (bwhahaha!), we'd planned to go there when Stuart traveled to Kansas in mid-June. It didn't expire until early July so there wouldn't be too mad a rush. Perfect, right?
Hmm...
So last Friday, a mere three days before the coupon (a coupon I feel sure a BILLION others also bought) expired, we headed to Easton, Pa., to experience Crayola again.
Still in all, we had an awesome time together. We got there when the factory opened and didn't have to wait to do any of the projects. We got front seats to watch the "how they're made" show about crayons and markers and even managed to quickly snag our Happy Meals and head outside to sit under a tree for an impromptu picnic. (Though it was VERY hot last Friday.)
A colorful day of colorful fun in a colorful place!
That said, we got an awesome deal this past spring for four tickets to the Crayola Experience. (It used to be just the Crayola Factory...but adding "experience" makes it seem all the more exciting, I guess?)
A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
I love crayons. I love coloring. (In college, I used to use coloring as a study break...and give all of my friends coloring books and crayons for their birthdays or Christmas.) I love doing crafts with my kids, though I'm kinda lazy so it doesn't happen as often as they (or I) would like.
So tickets to Crayola? Score!
The cost was $20 for the four tickets, plus $10 off a $30 purchase at the store. We went there last September for Ethan's first-ever birthday adventure, and the tickets then were $10 each. They recently went up to $12 each, so I think we got a great deal.
To avoid crowds (bwhahaha!), we'd planned to go there when Stuart traveled to Kansas in mid-June. It didn't expire until early July so there wouldn't be too mad a rush. Perfect, right?
Hmm...
So last Friday, a mere three days before the coupon (a coupon I feel sure a BILLION others also bought) expired, we headed to Easton, Pa., to experience Crayola again.
Still in all, we had an awesome time together. We got there when the factory opened and didn't have to wait to do any of the projects. We got front seats to watch the "how they're made" show about crayons and markers and even managed to quickly snag our Happy Meals and head outside to sit under a tree for an impromptu picnic. (Though it was VERY hot last Friday.)
A colorful day of colorful fun in a colorful place!
Monday, July 09, 2012
Monday Musings and Memories
Happy Monday!
Wow! Is July really speeding along...nearly the middle of the month. Sheesh!
It was amazing to go to Target yesterday and see school supplies out ALREADY?!?!? Seriously? I mean, don't we get to enjoy a bit of summer break without thinking about "back to school"?
Guess not.
Stuart says it won't be long until they have out all the Christmas stuff. Give 'em a month or so, he says. Which reminds me that they are...drum roll, please...171 more shopping days until Christmas. This has been a PSA brought to you by Writer's Block.
So many thoughts...so little brainpower to get them written down.
My boys are vacuuming for me as I type. Really cute. Edward is manning the larger (real) vacuum, while Ethan follows using his Fisher-Price (pretend) one. Edward volunteered. Really sweet, huh? Emily is at play practice for "Twelfth Night," which opens on August 3rd, pending no rain. I think she's actually pretty excited, and she's really clever at learning her lines so quickly. Here's hoping she remembers them under the weight of her nerves.
Speaking of school. I heard Ethan whispering sounds during the prayer time at church yesterday. He was sounding out the word "EXIT" at the back of the sanctuary. He was quite pleased with himself when he figured it out...and so was I, though I did remind him that we should be quiet since we were praying. He's so clever with his learning, sucking it all up like a very thirsty sponge. I get excited by it, but then I'm quick to remember that the other two were just as clever. It makes me feel very blessed...and very daunted, being their teacher.
We suffered through a mini heatwave at the end of last week, and I don't think the air conditioner turned off at all during that time. I know that other parts of the country have been suffering for much longer, some without power. With temperatures close to 100 on Saturday morning, Emily decided she just had to have the next book in the Ender's Game series. So since we have a small used bookstore up the street that carries them, she begged Stuart to take her. He told her it was way too hot...but, being the book lover that I am, I said I would go with her. I've been looking to buy the book I Captured the Castle for less that the $14.99 Barnes & Noble is charging...so going along I knew I might get lucky and find it there.
Wow!
We hadn't even gone 10 feet and the wave of heat nearly melted us into a puddle. We made it there -- found her book and a bag of others (not the original one I hoped for but $5 for a bag of books?), as well as a book of short stories by Fitzgerald -- and back without frying too much. Yikes. What we do for our kids, right? And, just for the record, it got to 102 F on Saturday. Hot enough to fry an egg?
I am actually (finally) reading a book again. It's called The Janson Command, the sequel to a Robert Ludlum book I read a few years ago. Not written by him, of course, since he died back in 2002 and this just came out but still very good. I have a stack of other books to read, and I'm hoping this greases the wheel for me to get reading again.
I'll end with a photo I decorated in memory of Molly, Edward's guinea pig. It was a hard day yesterday, but we know that God cares for all of His creatures, big and small, and that He loved her, too.
Wow! Is July really speeding along...nearly the middle of the month. Sheesh!
It was amazing to go to Target yesterday and see school supplies out ALREADY?!?!? Seriously? I mean, don't we get to enjoy a bit of summer break without thinking about "back to school"?
Guess not.
Stuart says it won't be long until they have out all the Christmas stuff. Give 'em a month or so, he says. Which reminds me that they are...drum roll, please...171 more shopping days until Christmas. This has been a PSA brought to you by Writer's Block.
So many thoughts...so little brainpower to get them written down.
My boys are vacuuming for me as I type. Really cute. Edward is manning the larger (real) vacuum, while Ethan follows using his Fisher-Price (pretend) one. Edward volunteered. Really sweet, huh? Emily is at play practice for "Twelfth Night," which opens on August 3rd, pending no rain. I think she's actually pretty excited, and she's really clever at learning her lines so quickly. Here's hoping she remembers them under the weight of her nerves.
Speaking of school. I heard Ethan whispering sounds during the prayer time at church yesterday. He was sounding out the word "EXIT" at the back of the sanctuary. He was quite pleased with himself when he figured it out...and so was I, though I did remind him that we should be quiet since we were praying. He's so clever with his learning, sucking it all up like a very thirsty sponge. I get excited by it, but then I'm quick to remember that the other two were just as clever. It makes me feel very blessed...and very daunted, being their teacher.
We suffered through a mini heatwave at the end of last week, and I don't think the air conditioner turned off at all during that time. I know that other parts of the country have been suffering for much longer, some without power. With temperatures close to 100 on Saturday morning, Emily decided she just had to have the next book in the Ender's Game series. So since we have a small used bookstore up the street that carries them, she begged Stuart to take her. He told her it was way too hot...but, being the book lover that I am, I said I would go with her. I've been looking to buy the book I Captured the Castle for less that the $14.99 Barnes & Noble is charging...so going along I knew I might get lucky and find it there.
Wow!
We hadn't even gone 10 feet and the wave of heat nearly melted us into a puddle. We made it there -- found her book and a bag of others (not the original one I hoped for but $5 for a bag of books?), as well as a book of short stories by Fitzgerald -- and back without frying too much. Yikes. What we do for our kids, right? And, just for the record, it got to 102 F on Saturday. Hot enough to fry an egg?
I am actually (finally) reading a book again. It's called The Janson Command, the sequel to a Robert Ludlum book I read a few years ago. Not written by him, of course, since he died back in 2002 and this just came out but still very good. I have a stack of other books to read, and I'm hoping this greases the wheel for me to get reading again.
I'll end with a photo I decorated in memory of Molly, Edward's guinea pig. It was a hard day yesterday, but we know that God cares for all of His creatures, big and small, and that He loved her, too.
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Sunday, July 08, 2012
Bittersweet Sunday
Today, we lost another furry friend: Edward's first guinea pig Molly passed away. It was a hard loss -- as they all are -- but especially so since she was his first-ever pet. And she was such a sweet piggy.
I'm so thankful that God understands moments like these. As Luke 12:6 says: "Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God."
He loves even the smallest of His creation, and He is the comforter of all.
We are so grateful.
Here's a repeat song from a few months ago...so meaningful to us.
I'm so thankful that God understands moments like these. As Luke 12:6 says: "Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God."
He loves even the smallest of His creation, and He is the comforter of all.
We are so grateful.
Here's a repeat song from a few months ago...so meaningful to us.
Saturday, July 07, 2012
Saturday Sweethearts
I took this photo a long time ago (pre-Ethan) for the front a celebrity "dad" book we got for Stuart. All of the photos featured in the book were black-and-white close-ups. I liked how each photo captured the true feelings/emotions of that snapshot of time. I think (hopefully) I achieved the same thing.
Friday, July 06, 2012
Friday Funnies
Hey, wow! Today's post marks the 1,500th post I've written on this here blog.
Amazing!
More amazing is that I (probably) have almost as many in "draft" mode, I think...just kidding.
So today's "Friday Funnies" is brought to you by a website called Grammarly.com that posts photos with grammatical advice and/or examples of incorrect grammar on Facebook. Seriously. If you're an English "geek" like me, you'll appreciate them.
Consider the following photo:
Oops, indeed.
A little "Sweeney Todd," anyone? *wink-grin*
Happy Friday! Hope it's a fun one!
Amazing!
More amazing is that I (probably) have almost as many in "draft" mode, I think...just kidding.
So today's "Friday Funnies" is brought to you by a website called Grammarly.com that posts photos with grammatical advice and/or examples of incorrect grammar on Facebook. Seriously. If you're an English "geek" like me, you'll appreciate them.
Consider the following photo:
Oops, indeed.
A little "Sweeney Todd," anyone? *wink-grin*
Happy Friday! Hope it's a fun one!
Thursday, July 05, 2012
Fourth of July Freedom
(I had some fun with PicMonkey. Heehee.) |
Personally, I think it's always fun to feel patriotic! It reminds me of the patriotic songs we sang when we were kids.
We started the day watching our borough's annual parade. We actually left 45 minutes early to get good seats (by good I mean in the shade and on the curb within reach of the candy-throwers). We live literally 5 minutes by car from the parade route, but we were glad to get there early since it was already getting crowded. It's our county's only 4th of July parade.
The fun of this parade is the camaraderie enjoyed by everyone attending and the colors displayed. Seriously. The borough gives a flag to everyone who wants one. If you gaze up and down the street all you see is red, white, and blue. It's fantastic!
Ethan was especially pleased with his flag this year.
Then comes the display of decorated bikes and wagons and floats and fire engines and old cars and veterans from the different wars and brass bands and...and... It really is a proud community moment, not unlike the ones my parents remember from their childhood town. We (my little family) actually started attending this parade before we lived in the borough.
When we got home, it struck me as sad when Edward said that he liked how he could be patriotic on the 4th of July without worrying about being laughed at or made to feel bad. "It the one day a year when it's okay to be patriotic out in public," he said.
My heart froze. Have we as a nation made it taboo to be patriotic? Have we made kids feel like they need to hide those feelings of pride in who they are, who we all are, as Americans?
Please don't misunderstand. I believe that ALL men (in the generic sense meaning men and women, boys and girls) are created equal -- no matter WHERE they live. But I am proud of my country and that I'm American...just as I'm proud that my husband Stuart is English and grew up in England...and that my friend Jade is Dutch...and another friend Geli is German, and yet another friend Rachel is Australian. I think we should ALL be proud of who we are and where we live.
That's not exclusive, nor is it saying we're better than anyone else. We just love where we live and who we are.
But there's a feeling a foot that says that maybe some people think they're better when they're proud of who they are. Somehow that's not "allowed" anymore. We should be ashamed of the bad things our nation does...or has done.
Hmm...
I didn't do those things. I'm a nice person. And I think my nation is full of nice people. Maybe the government has made some mistakes...done some "bad" things, especially over the history of our nation. But the government is only a part of the whole.
We, the people, are the heart of the nation. And we need to have the freedom to show pride in that so that that heart continues to beat strongly.
* * *
Besides going to a fun parade and enjoying a yummy picnic with my family, we read aloud "The Declaration of Independence" as a family. Interesting stuff. Really. The Founding Fathers probably didn't realize how much history could repeat itself....
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Wednesday, July 04, 2012
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