Friday, January 20, 2012

Teenagers


Years ago when I was at university I started filing things for the future. Not the hope chest kind of things you will eat with or wrap your babies in, though I put some of those away as well, but advice that would help someday as a parent to know and practice. Among these was a file of ideas for raising teenagers. Imagine that! For example, the babysitter's handbook above from my own youth, that I thought would help my daughters when they began to tend for others. And through the years as my children were born and began to grow, and more came along, I was adding things to my file. And now here it is some 30+ years later and I came across this file. So much for good intentions and planing. We do our best.
Any way, my point - one article I saved was from 1985 about raising teenage boys. Among the much good advice was this line, which incidentally is just what I needed to know with my youngest son - "Just give him a large plate of something edible, and put your arm around his shoulders - keep it there well past the moment when he begins to squirm - and just let him know that you are there for him."
Let me just say that it works.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

hehehe



Isn't it the fabbiest feeling to do a secret kindness, and get a way with it completely! and later learn from the person themselves how grateful they are/were for whomever it was, and how they will never know how much it helped them! I could get very used to this!!

Saturday, January 7, 2012

About 6 years ago?


Found this photo on my computer from a bit ago, and was amazed at how time had passed without my even realizing it!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Love



Read this today. A beautiful thought and I send it out to all the wonderful couples I know, still in love! You inspire me to hope and dream.

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."

Louis De Bernieres


Monday, December 12, 2011