Attitude

Grandparents Needed

September 17, 2017

This might sound a tad ‘bossy’, and because I did not fall far from my mother’s ‘bossy tree’, I do try to be careful.  (Yes, it is true.  My mother had nicknames such as, “that bossy blonde” and “Bossy Aunt Betty”, just to name a few).  I am going on record here as not being bossy, or preachy or pushy.  I am being encouraging.  

Grand-parenting is fairly magical.  I love THE Grandchildren with a passion.   They fill my heart with joy, which is not really a surprise.  Here comes the really cool part…I feel the same way with Mr. T and Z.

When I see those little people, my Grand-parenting kicks in.  I do things like spend my dinner money buying them treats at the fair, even though it might be right before their dinner time.Things come out of my mouth without planning, that are pure Grand-parenting.  I saw Z the next day at the fair with her friend.  She called to me and I hugged her and said, “Do you have enough spending money?”  Those words do not usually come out of my mouth.  Because I was able to offer, my heart was filled with joy.

This post is to encourage some (not all) of you (and you know who you are) to go find some Grandchildren.  Since I have never seen a Grandkids R’ Us, you may have to work at it, but trust me, it is easier than you’d think.  Go to a nearby elementary school and ask, if there is a teacher there who would like an adult to sit and read with students.  Be willing to go every week, maybe for an hour…then just show up and wait for the magic to happen.

Trust me, you will be blessed.

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Winter Whimsy

February 15, 2017

I am seeing the funny side of winter this morning, which is so much easier to do, when one has a 3 hour delay for school/work, due to black ice on the road.  In other words, this means I am drinking coffee in bed, when I would normally be at school.  This day after Valentine’s day, the kids are coming down off of their sugar high, in the privacy of their own home.  (Win one for the school staff).

Valentine’s day at an elementary school is a fairly rewarding place.  When you work in the library, no one really has to bring you Valentines, so when they do, it is very sweet and touching.  The kids do have such fun giving to others.  Love in forms of suckers, hearts and chocolate.  Nothing says loving like 4.5 ounces of truck!Or a very special Valentine from My Loving Spouse, who had to fix some of the words in the card he found.I love these guys!

Staying on the lighter side of life, we’ve warmed up a tad.  Can you figure out where our septic system is?  The warmest spot in the yard.The hoar-frost is beautiful on every branch…Although it is quite possible that Pooh, does not agree…with hoar frost on her whiskers, as she continues her campaign to become a house cat.  (Which is NOT happening).In other bits of randomness… do you know what type of Danish mid-century Modern furniture goes well in a 1889 year old American farm-house?

NONE!  (Except a very good sewing table, but that is all about function not form.)

In other words the furniture we moved here with, (that I never liked), but My Loving Spouse was fond of…is finally gone!  My Loving Spouse took pity on my furniture angst and said…sell it…and so we did.  Which is why we currently now have imaginary dressers and odd random empty spaces around the house.  I am scouring the internet for just the right furniture for a funny shaped home.  I am in a design frenzy.  I’d even repaint the bedroom today, if I could actually get to the paint store (except for the whole black ice problem).

Have a great day, where ever you are…

I may go have some more coffee and just a small bite of truck, yes, I am blessed.

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Cry Whine…

February 9, 2017

It snowed again.  It snowed a LOT!  The kids at school were fairly awful.  Most people here are ready to lynch the Ground Hog and Mother Nature.  My Scare Crow, Garden Gladys Knight is up to her ???? in it.

 

The dogs prefer their blanket near the stove over their dog house.

The older I get, the more certain I am, that I do not really know very much.  However, this I do know…complaining doesn’t help.Complaining seems to be in epidemic proportions these days!

I find, that when I am around a group that is complaining, I tend to have two reactions:

  1.  I jump into the complaining pool, add my 2 cents, and throw in a bit of righteous indignation to go along with it.
  2. I complain about the complainers.

Both are ultimately unsettling to me and my next step is more permanent.  I distance myself from the complainers.  Complaining is a virus that separates relationships.

The snow is hard.  This winter has been hard.  Oh, well.

One of my brother’s was in a horrible accident.

Accident…in the wrong place at the wrong time.  He did nothing wrong.  He is riddled with broken bones, in pain and had his life adjusted in a blink of an eye.  That is his story, but what has humbled his siblings, is that he has chosen gratitude.

Gratitude over complaining.

Relationships over circumstance.

I am awed, impressed and proud…and blessed.

 

 

 

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Acts of Caring

January 10, 2017

Yesterday, I was touched by a truth.

My Librarian shared with the kids, that 49 of our 50 states currently had snow on the ground.  The only state that did not have snow?  Florida!  My Loving Spouse has not been handling this winter cold snap all that well, in fact he keeps going around the house, muttering….Florida, Florida, Florida.  I personally do not find it funny…not at all.

Everyone it seems has snow.  We are in this together.I was working with a little guy the other day at school.  He is anxious to learn, always has a smile, and thinks school is great.  There is lots of room for his family circumstance to be better.  I noticed his hands.  They were horrible.  One hand was rough, dry and red, the other was rough, and cut all across the knuckles.  It hurt to look at these little hands affected by this cold, dry weather.  The school nurse did what he could…

Quite a few of our kids eat two meals a day at school.  There was a caring group who worried about what these kids ate all weekend.  They started a weekly  program that sends home a bag of healthy snacks for these kiddos each Friday.

I quickly began to wonder, if we couldn’t find a way to send some hand lotion, in these bags at least once.  I told my friends who pack the snacks about my concern.  One of these good souls, went to the local Pharmacy and got some special test bottles of extra protective lotion especially for this little guy and his sister.

We have another 107 bags to get some hand lotion into.  I didn’t think it would be that hard, we just needed to put the word out.  After all…how many of us have those hand lotion samples from various travels sitting in our bathroom drawers.  One announcement at church and the little lotions are rolling in.

I am practical enough to know, that getting the lotion into the hands (pun totally intended) that need it, does not guarantee that it will help.  My hope is just that it will at least help some…

I took the special protective lotion to the teacher for the little boy and girl, whose hands were so bad.  As I gave her the lotion, I must have expressed my concern, that the effort would not make much of a difference.  She said,

“Sometimes the acts of caring for them is enough.”

The ‘acts of caring‘…

..and I am blessed, and as my mentor has told me many times,

We are blessed to be a blessing.

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Mr. T and Z…an update

December 31, 2016

A year in review?  I don’t think so!

However, as I do reflect on this year, I cannot help, but be gratefully amazed at our two biggest life events of 2016, the accident and the kids.

My Loving Spouse’s accident will always be a few seconds, where time stopped still for me.  Seeing him hit with that chainsaw…thinking I’d witnessed his death, we both have scars from that day…and an awful lot of gratitude, because it could have been so different.

Our ‘other’ kids, Mr. T and Z are embedded in our hearts.  We have transitioned to being their ‘Grammy and PaPaPat’ and how we love them so…

We see our kids on Sundays and sit all together in church.  Mr. T runs with open arms to be scooped up into our own, and let’s just say, we never think twice about going to church.

The best blessing is that the kids are doing great.  Their mom is not well, and it would seem, that this situation will not change, but for these two, at least, they are loved, they are safe, they are being given the best chance at a healthy life, with ‘foster’ parents that love them and provide positive role models for a different life, and for this and so much more, we are grateful.

Mr. T and Z and their new big sister M come often to the farm on Sundays for pancakes after church.My Loving Spouse and I revel in how well they are doing and to be honest, we love how much they love us.

Mr. T likes everything to be exactly the same every time.  The train comes out, the books are read and the toys are played with.We are happy to oblige and be a consistent part of his life.We never knew, when we started walking alongside these little ones, where it would lead…but God has been faithful….

and we are blessed.

Happy New Year to you all.

 

 

 

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The Best Christmas Tree Ever

December 20, 2016

At the risk of making the rest of you jealous, we/I/Glory Farm has the best Christmas tree ever this year.

One year when Team Offspring was young (ages 5, 7, & 10), my good friend was doing deep sighs about Christmas.

“The hard part”, she said, “Is that it is all up to me, up to me to create all the magic.”  She had her own Team Offspring, with similar ages to mine.  

‘Don’t your kids give presents to each other?’ I asked.  “That is my favorite part of Christmas, when I hear my kids saying to each other, “Wait, open the one I gave you.”

“Well, they don’t really have any money”, she said.  (You should know that she and her husband were doctors, so they did have some flexibility in their budget.)

I like to hope, that I said this next part kindly, but I am aware, that sometimes we all have selective memory.

“Well, a Beanie Baby is only $5.00, give them some chores to do, so they can earn some Christmas money”….and so she did and so they did and they had the best Christmas ever and lived happily ever after…or something like it.

That is still my favorite part of Christmas, that and singing in church with them.  Sharing the magic and sharing the work that can come with the Christmas season, which is why we have the best Christmas tree ever!  We have had trees that had a few more needles.  We’ve had trees that fit in the room a bit better, this is our first wall to wall tree.  We’ve had more expensive trees.  We’ve had a lot of trees that fall down, but we’ve never had a tree that Number Two Son and My Girl went off to procure together, to help, to surprise us and to be part of the magic/work that is Christmas…and I love it.I hope you find joy in the magic/work that is Christmas…and I am blessed.

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Wow, Thanksgiving!

We had family that traveled to be with us this year for Thanksgiving.  An honor, a crowd, a lot of food, pumpkin pies or just plain pumpkins, if you are a cow.I think I should write a realistic cookbook for Thanksgiving. Go to the store 1,001 times.   Still forget something, Put the bird in the […]

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Cashing In

I’d love to think, that after 4.5 years, we would have been well finished with our restoration of this old home.  We are not, not at all.  Years ago, Dear John explained that we had taken on a ‘massive restoration’.  He was right, very right.  We may not be done for quite some time, but […]

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Buffer to Bridge

When I said we could take the kids for a few weeks, I had no idea the ultimate cost.  I had this very small vision, which showed Z being able to go to 5th grade camp, 5th grade activities and finishing the year at school with the rest of the class.  As chaos ensued, I often […]

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Important Restoration

Finding time to write on the blog, is a tad tricky right now that the kids are here.  However, they are both asleep…or at least they are both safe in their beds and are quiet, which quite frankly is all I care about.  My Loving Spouse is not only home, but he poured me wine! […]

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The Christmas Towels In June

I hope someday to remember this time with…warm feelings for a job well done…our gift of time/support/love/routine to 2 children who needed us.   However, here is the ugly Monday evening truth.  My Loving Spouse is gone for work (again).  Number Two Son is at rehearsal.  Mr. T. is screaming his lungs out, totally pissed […]

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A Quiet Momment

Finding a quiet moment now is a bit rare.  Who knew at my age, I’d be so excited for nap time once again!  Having a toddler on the farm is equally exhausting and amusing.  Farm tantrum…watch out for the chicken poop.Mr. T loves balls and has not yet learned that much of what lies on […]

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