Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Pic Will NOT Turn Correctly....Posted it Anyway. So There! Hmpf!

"So Molly," I said. "Have you ever seen a can opener like this in China?"

Her response. "I never saw cans in China." ** All while she was opening cans on my mustard yellow colored 1980's vintage electric can opener **

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

It Was Bound to Happen Sometime

I remember thinking that this would be a great title to a blog post after something happened at the house...or the girls said something.

Now. I cannot remember exactly what it was that made me think that.
Hmmmmm.
Something of significance happened. I'll keep thinking.
 Well, was it the line of questioning that started up after the question/statement,
 "Yeah...but where does the baby come from?"
 Possibly.

Or was it the note that Emily was handed by a little girl while sitting in Science class -- and the note said, "I'm not trying to be mean, but are you ever curious about your birthmother?

Check one of the following: yes, no, maybe"
 Emily's response, "Not really. Why do you ask?"

I work on teaching the girls how to respond to situations like this because they ARE bound to happen sometime in life, and when it does...no need to be flustered, afraid, or 'put upon'. It likely WILL catch them off guard, but it's good to have a standard framework from which to respond.

My goal has been to teach them they never have to feel as if they MUST answer a question of this sort...IF they don't want to. It's their choice. Say what you will, but always remember that it is your choice.

The advice I've given them and even role-played with them is - respond to a question with a turn-a-bout question. Heck. I've even done it to my own kids - and it's not a negative put down. It's a probing analysis to get to the root of w-h-y a comment is made or why someone wants to know and if they EVEN NEED to know.

I read an article along this line in Dear Abby - 100 years ago...and I never was a big Dear Abby column fan. I personally don't wanna hear what someone's sister-in-law did to aggravate their 2nd cousin on their mama's side of the family at Christmas dinner and what Abby's suggested call to action might be.

Drama.

Sometimes you just have to forgive people.

Anyhoo - the article in Dear Abby was about people asking very personal, imposing questions. For example...if someone who was not a close friend walked up to you and said, "How much money do you make a year?" Abby's advice (and good advice at that) was to merely look at them and question them with, "WHY would you ask someone such a personal question like that?

The response tends to turn the uneasiness of the situation around back to the other person.

Anyhoo - I think Emily handled her little "note passing" with great ease. I'm proud of her.

The other little girl - who has gotten in trouble often through the years - was reprimanded for writing the note IN CLASS while teaching was going on. In the distant past that little girl told Emily to shut up. Em said, "You can't tell me to shut up." The other girl said, "I just did."

BUT...I TRULY do not think the girl was trying to be mean - or maybe I'm wrong. Other adults in the building know her well and say she was being mean. I think possibly she is/was 100% curious as children will be.

I know the child...and her mother is not a present, effective influence in her life; therefore, she probably wonders how Em has managed to come off as a well-adjusted 5th grader.
So...It Was Bound to Happen Sometime.

It's all good.
Excited about Thanksgiving coming up.
We're going thru our listing of FUN FALL ACTIVITIES.
We've --
photographed deer and a full, harvest moon
collected leaves, placed mums outside the door.
collected pumpkins and also made healthy pumpkin muffins
read stories about little girls, Indians, and cranberries...and tasted fresh cranberries (connections, connections, connections)
snuggled with kittens in the bed under warm quilts and blankets that friends have made for us
spent time with Nanny Carol at church - eating Thanksgiving meal with saints gathered around the table

"Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
Praise Him all creatures here below.
Praise Him above ye heavenly host.
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost."

AMEN!

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Photo Update

Emily in Her Enrichment Class
Both Girls at a Local Produce Stand

 Produce Stand and Girls with Shiyan


 Painting at Physical Therapy Clinic and Emily and Molly with Magnolias (which was one of Molly's Spelling Words that Week)
 The FAMOUS Bird Mentioned in Blog Post Below
Bless His Heart.....BAMMED into Glass Door at Store

 Cornucopia - Horn of Plenty - with Little Bird About to be Set Free
Check Out the Fall Foliage Where We Released the Sweet Fella-Bird

 Birthday Card Made for Sweet Laura
I Love the Saying on the Right....Sniff.


One of Molly's Enrichment Creations
 

Nuts with Nuts: My Definition of Fun
We bought 5 different kinds of nuts for each of the girls and turned them loose to explore, compare, contrast, and then finally CRACK and eat them.
I know. I know.


Wednesday, November 13, 2013

It Was a 2 Bird Week

Tweet.
Tweet.
And I don't mean the Social Media term.

We had encounters with two fine feathered friends a while back.
On Monday I had the front door wide open - you know - letting in the marvelous November breeze -
All the while providing what I consider a gorgeous view of the grass, blue sky, and trees.
I call it "Mental Income."

Well, as said door was flung open, one precious little bird decided to fly into our 1475 sq. ft. home.
He (or She) lighted on the ceiling fan.
I was like, "Gasp. Oh my. Girls. Come see."

It was so much fun watching the little angel fly about the front room from one dusty corner to another.
The girls were squealing, and I - being the bird-experience-person that I am - told them to go close all the doors to bedrooms and bathrooms. IF Tweety decided to explore the house, at least he would not have to be coerced from each and every room.

I took a broom and gently followed the bird around the room, back to the ceiling fan several times, and actually had the presence of mind to stop and take picture before he flew out the door and back into the great beyond.

THEN on Saturday as we were at a store paying our bill, we all heard a "thump" at the glass door.
Emily and Molly both s-a-w a bird fly into the glass.
BAM!
THIS sweet little bird went straight down to the pavement and didn't fidget a feather.
We opened the store door, and I scooped the stunned (hurt seriously?) bird into my hand and nestled it there gently.

The girls were amazed to be this close to a wild bird.
We sweet talked it a while, all ran our fingers over his feathers, stared in disbelief.
We loaded it into the car with us. Didn't want to leave it anywhere if it was injured - to be gotten by a cat, kid, or car.

Just so happens we had a cornucopia/horn of plenty with us.
I know.
WHO on earth carries one of these around in the car?
It was our vocabulary word for the day. Really.
We had read a Thanksgiving poem that morning about the Horn of Plenty, and I showed Molly and Emily the small basket style one that has been in our family since I was a little girl.
We were looking to place corn, apples, grapes, nuts, and small pumpkins inside the cornucopia BECAUSE that is what the poem mentioned.

Like I've said a million times before - in our lives, EVERYthing is a learning experience.

Back to the bird.
We had the presence of mind to place the bird on a towel and cover it with the cornucopia IN CASE it revived while we were driving in the car.
Sure enough.
Badda Boom. Badda bing.
Lazurus done come alive - and he was fluttering wildly under the horn of plenty.

We pulled off the beaten path to a lovely country area, got out with the bird - still covered up - snapped a photo, and set the captive free.
Such fun.

No other big news except something I forgot to mention about the new kittens.
Dumpling (named by Molly) has 4 legs but only 3 feet.
She's a special needs kitty.
So precious. Sorta hops along, making do.
The girls are enjoying the fur babies lots and lots.
Again - learning experiences abound.

KK was telling me a story at school the other day about a lady who lives in her neighborhood that's been bringing candy for KK's girls each fall for about 20-ish years. They're just "driveway-kinda-neighbors" - the kind that chat outside when they see each other every few seasons or so.
The lady continued the tradition this year and brought 2 containers of candy -as KK says..."the good kind"... and somehow the subject came up about KK's girls and where they are, what they are doing.
The lady found out that KK has 3 girls, not 2. That's why she always only brought 2 containers of candy for nearly 20 years.
I asked KK, "Did you ever think to mention that you had another child under your roof?"

KK - "I just assumed the stash was to be shared by all 3 girls."
Me - "What did she say when she found out?"
KK - "Oh. She's really sweet. She was fine with it all and said she'd bring 3 containers next fall. I didn't have the heart to tell her we're moving in 3 weeks."
Me - "Goodness gracious, girl."
KK - "Yep. She's been a wonderful neighbor through the years. Only thing is - the veins on her legs stick out 5 times more than mine."
Me - "Oh brother."