I know it is a little early, but I wanted to wish everyone a Happy Mother’s Day now, just in case I forget or get busy. I know that my weekend will be busy with my own children, plus my mother and mother-in-law. So here’s to all you awesome mothers out there! Keep up the good work. =)
Life is looking up
Well our lives are all looking up lately. Things have gotten much easier to deal with work and children wise. Work has been running along smoothly compared to the winter months when things we so crazy. My boss is tremendously happy with things and I received a raise as well as a bonus for outstanding work. That is where the “looking up children wise” comes in. That bonus allowed me to pay off the car and also put some away for a trip (I hope) to Disney. The travel agent I talked to was very helpful about it, but I haven’t committed to it yet. I will I am sure though.
Keeping My Son From Losing His Things
I really love my child, but my son keeps losing his things. Somehow he managed to misplace his jacket at school, and this was not the first time that he did something like this either. He also managed to lose his shoes. How does a person lose their shoes? The answer to that question still escapes me to this day, and it really does not matter because it happened. What I need to do now is focus on trying to prevent him from losing his things. This is starting to get rather expensive!
I sat down and had a long drawn out talk with my son, but we all know how that goes. I am not even sure if he was listening to me. For some reason, kids seem to have this natural ability to tune their parents out. I don’t remember doing this to my parents, but I think I must have. It must be some kind of built in defense mechanism. Then it dawned on me. I needed to start using name labels for kids. This may not prevent my son from losing his things, but it certainly would make it a lot easier to find the items that he keeps losing.
With a label, I would not need to depend on my son to not lose his things. I could handle every single bit of it myself, and all I needed was something as simple as a label. So now it was up to me to find a label that I could use to label everything that my son owned. I had a plan.
Luckily I did not have to look very far. I found stuck on you and labelcity.com. They had a wide assortment of great labels that I could choose from. Now it was only a matter of getting a bunch of labels and adding the everything that my son owned.
This was interesting
Was tilling my garden and found some Indian money. The kids are so happy about it, they plan on taking it to school to show their classes. Archaeology in the back yard is awesome. We also found a whole bunch of quartz and smooth rocks that are not indigenous to this area. We are taking them to the local science dept at the university to see just what they are. The university has a really nice staff that is only too helpful and happy to answer the children’s questions.
Another Blast from the Past
Found another photo that I found on Facebook from back in the day that gave me a blast from the past with lots of memories. This was the Putt Putt golf course, just a few block from the bowling alley where I used to hang out. The Putt Putt was very popular for children’s birthday parties and a nice place for dates on hot summer evenings.
The Putt Putt is also gone now. They built a huge office building in its place. I would hardly recognize the old neighborhood with so many landmarks torn down. I wonder how far the local kids have to go to find a miniature golf course where they can play with their families? Hopefully there is a place within an hour or so drive. To be honest, all I can think of might be the beaches, and those are a half day’s drive.
I’m glad that someone had the foresight to take photos of the everyday buildings and landmarks from those days. I carry my camera with me all the time and never really think to take photos of the grocery store or the fast food places, the schools or the churches. But I know that someone else is doing just that, and one day those photos will be someone else’s blast from the past.