meandering simply

Friday, September 28, 2007

Just Dreamin' and Nose Piercing

Today Hannah said, "If I keep my dog-walking job for 35 years I'll be able to buy a convertible."

Two nights ago Rachael pierced her own nose. Yes, she literally pierced her own nose. When I picked her up at school today I told her I was glad to see she still had a nose. She looked at me like I was weird so I added, "I'm glad it hasn't rotted off."

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Baby Nadia



Sometimes the news is remarkable and oh so sweet. Take this newborn in Russia. She is the 12th baby born to this lady. Her name is Nadia and her birthweight was 17.1 pounds. Hokey Dina. Wowsers. Amazing.

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Sunday, September 23, 2007

Loss of Mind

Over the past weeks I've joked with Rachael that she's lost her mind. Once a child of reason and common sense, now it seems her mind has flown the coop. She has ideas that are soooo out of touch with who we are and what we do. Hence the expression, "Honey you've lost your mind. Let me do your thinking until your mind comes back." Depending on her mood, she may or may not laugh at my joke.

In the van the other day, I noticed Deborah looking deep in thought as she stared out the window. I was curious what was on her mind, but didn't ask. Moments later she volunteered, "I hope when I'm 12 I don't lose my mind."

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voice of reason

Rachael is an adolescent now and this has brought challenges our way already. She's in a new school and doing famously, if you're not the parent. From another person's perspective, she might look like she's excelling, but from my perspective, she's not really comfortable in her own skin. She's always been confident and level headed. Now she's really hung up on looks, being liked, etc, etc. Her teacher told us last week that she's kind of the queen bee among the girls and the boys are very taken by her. This scares me. I don't want her to be popular. I want her to have a few good friends, but not have the pressure of popularity.

I've expressed this in a few different ways of late. It seems the only one whose really caught what I'm saying is 8-year-old Deborah. Yesterday morning I heard Deborah lecturing Rachael on the risks of being popular. She gave a pretty good summary of what I've told them over the past little while.

Gordon and I were slightly taken aback by her understanding. Gordon quipped, "You know you've got teenagers when your 8-year-old is the voice of reason."

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new blog

Well here I am beginning a new blog. I ask myself why and realize how childish and immature I am. Basically I couldn't stand so few comments. So as anyone who reads this blog will see, there isn't a comment option. That's right, no one can leave comments. You see, when commenting is an available option and people don't comment, I feel sick wondering why. Doesn't matter how often I hear "I'm just uncomfortable commenting," I still take it personally, like it's rejection. So I start a new blog.

I have printed off my previous blog. I've been blogging for a few years. It's a wonderful way to journal my family life. My printed off blog books are invaluable to me. I cherish the memories I've captured in them. I didn't want to quit blogging, I just want to go "underground" -- keep blogging but more secretly. If some of my readers from www.memoirsbyval.blogspot.com find their way over here, kudos to them. If not, that's fine too. Expectations of my readers will be eliminated with the "no comment" availability.

So, with this new blog, I shall continue to record family life. Readers are great, but now I won't feel the rejection of few comments. That is reason to celebrate. :-)

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