Around here a very controversial subject is spanking. A lot of people say that kids should be spanked as part of their discipline. Other people say that hitting children is abuse. I feel strongly that children should not be hit, but was shocked when I found out the local police encourage parents to hit their kids. The official stance of the police department according to two officers on TV who were talking about it is that beating kids is fine – they must need it and the parents should not worry about being arrested for it. That disgusts me to my very core.
Santa
Growing up in a white, suburban neighborhood, when my parents took me to the department store to see Santa, he was always white.
Now I am seeing pictures on the news of Santas who are black and asian. That is a big change from when I was a kid. I wonder if the kids of today think this is normal and OK? Or have they noticed that most of the Santas in the storybooks are white?
Need a Hug
My parents were not all that big on hugging and kissing family. We pretty much did not touch each other. But as I spent more time with my friends and their families, I saw how they always hugged and kissed. So I adopted their way and now I hug a lot of people, even family.
Kids Movies
There have been a lot of movies by Disney and other big companies for children. I rarely go to the movie theater to watch movies anymore, but I do enjoy renting a good movie on the weekend and watching it at home. I especially like to watch the children’s movies, but I have no desire to go to a theater with 300 screaming, crying brats all around me while I try to watch a movie. I like kids, but not other people’s spoiled kids. That’s not entertainment to me – that’s torture. LOL
Hot Tea
Last night I wanted something to drink but I didn’t want milk and I didn’t want anything carbonated. I decided to fix a nice cup of hot tea.
When I was a little girl, my mother would make tea for herself and a good friend, and sit on the front porch sipping tea and gossiping or talking about kids and sharing child raising tips. I just realized that is something that I’ve never done. But maybe I should!
Bozo
Do you remember watching Bozo on TV? There used to be a Saturday morning show for children, featuring Bozo the Clown. He would just say a couple of cute or funny lines and then show a cartoon, like Tom and Jerry, Roadrunner, Popeye, etc. It was a harmless way for children to be entertained in the morning while Mom and Dad took are of household chores.
Now it makes sense
My youngest son was just diagnosed with ADHD. Now it makes sense why he was acting like he was. I also have it and decided to check out adhd treatment for not only him but for me too. It’s been a long time since I was diagnosed and my mother would not put me on the meds they had back then. They have much better meds now so maybe I need to see what will help me too.
Children are something, aren’t they?
Boy I tell you what, children are something, aren’t they? My children are the light of my life and my whole world but there are times when I wonder just what the heck I was thinking? You know what I mean? When they’re all running all over the house, that’s one of the main times I wonder that. Then there are the times when they’re hugging me and telling me how much they love me and then I thank God for every single second with them.
Footprints
We have all either seen or read the poem called Footprints where Jesus is walking with someone on the beach. Well here’s a new version that I think is wonderful.
This new version of the ‘footprints’ story really caught me off guard at the end…What a blessing.
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord’s footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns. For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord’s, soon paralleling, His consistently. You and Jesus are walking as true friends! This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens:
Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus’ are now walking precisely in His steps. Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one. This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one..
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back.This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray:
‘Lord, I understand the first scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You.’
‘That is correct.’
‘And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely.’
‘Very good.. You have understood everything so far.’
When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like You in every way.’
‘ Precisely.’
‘So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.’
There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile in His voice.. ‘You didn’t know? It was then that we danced!’
I think I’ll start in the childrens rooms
After I got everything put away and taken out that isn’t needed anymore, I have realized just how bad we need new children’s furniture. These were hand me downs and they have seen better days. I love the new styles they have and I know the kids will love them too. I can’t wait to let them pick out what they want.