Saturday, January 21, 2012
My hubby asked my 8-year-old son if he had homework last night.
My son innocently replied, "No."
Now I know we have high expectations of our children, but we certainly don't condone dishonesty.
So at this point, understand how I felt when I checked his backpack only to discover, whala...the homework! (let's not mention previous completed homework not turned in...)
Of course, I really thought about flying off the handle.
Now how would Heathcliff & Claire Huxtable," The Cosby Show"parents (for you younguns out there) handle this?
Here's how it all went down...
Mom- AJ, why didn't you tell your dad you had homework when he asked you last night?
AJ- (looking up at me with large, innocent eyes- he's good) I'm sorry!
Mom- what is it called when you don't tell the truth?
AJ- lies...(waiting the verdict)
Mom- I await him to reply further...
AJ - Is dad gonna be mad at me?
Mom- He'll be very disappointed and may not trust you for a while. This includes me...
AJ- (disappointed look, with fear)...
After this conversation, I made him do his homework. He's about to write 50 times "I will not tell lies." Usually, we try to let him determine his punishment. We then ask why his choice is appropriate. This may seem unconventional, but it allows children the option of input and understood consequences. When make inappropriate choices, they must deal with the consequences.
Seems fair? What's your take?
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Usually, I try to avoid funerals.
Today was an exception.
One of my neighbor's wives died unexpectedly. Don't even think she was ill... Just died.
Here last week.
Buried this week.
It's amazing how we don't usually reflect upon life's values until the birth of a baby or the death of a loved one.
I watched their only child~ a daughter~ grieve with her father. They both seemed alone in their bereavement, yet together physically.
This awkward absence almost felt as if it penetrated within my soul.
Sometimes I think it's a curse to somewhat feel other's pain...
We weren't close but my compassionate heart won't allow me the luxury of distance.
So to my fellow sparkers reading this, I simply say, "Enjoy every moment possible with those you love and around you, because you never know when those people will be gone." Time is precious, so make it all count.
Sunday, January 08, 2012
Watching the progress over the past (almost) 2 years has proven to be another
From 167 to 145 has been a serious accomplishment for me.
No, it's not 100, 200, or even 50 pounds like so many of the success stories I've read on this site, but I was stuck for over 6 years at an undesired weight.
That should count for something! Right?
Being unsatisfied with my appearance caused some feelings of insecurity. Some of you can relate.
I used to think, "Why do those who have lost larger amounts of weight get accolades?"
What about the rest of us who had some to lose, but felt just as inadequate or a failure?
Learning so many things about myself has caused me to realize that it's never REALLY about the weight, but HOW I get there in the first place.
I had to the self-destruction and learn to love me for me BEFORE losing weight.
So, with all that said, I will persevere into healthy self-body image, manage stress, and see myself the way God sees me...created in His image.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Yesterday, I dropped off my mother's present.
Yes, I had her come out to the car to get her gift.
Later, I was pleased that no matter how much she decides to sabotage her health, I refuse to be an enabler.
I refuse to allow my children to play a role in her demise.
I refuse to be the absent daughter who distances myself from her (mostly for the sake of my kids).
Sadly, because of her demeanor and indifferent attitude with my siblings and I, my oldest 2 children don't really like dealing with her. My son is too young to notice or care.
Daily, I continue to be the open-minded, loving mother to my children.
It's truly a blessing to have three children who have open communication with my husband and I.
My oldest daughter, who is an 18 year-old senior in high school, talks to me daily.
My 14 year old daughter also says she enjoys spending time with me & we always laugh and talk.
My 8 year-old son discusses school and ideas with me often. He is a very self-sufficient, easy-going sweetheart. Just don't make him angry... Hmmm...similar to his mother!
So, as for my bio"logical" siblings & mother...enough said in the previous blog.
Happily ever after...only in fairytales, but let's just say, "Happier ever after".
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