back the train up
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On Wednesday we had a guy come out and look at our shingles. Our brand new
shingles are buckling on our garage. In the end he said we need to empty
out the...
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Cousin Time!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Long, beautiful legs.
This morning Mara was sitting on the toilet and said "My thighs are fat". I wanted to throw myself on the floor and kick and scream. I do not talk like that. I would not speak negatively about my body in front of the girls and try not to in general. It makes me so angry that my 4 year old who doesn't hear negative body image messages at home (not from mom and dad, not from TV) uttered these words. ANGRY! Crushed might be more accurate. I have worked way too hard to instill a sense of confidence and knowledge that she was created with this amazing body that can dance, run, climb, stretch and roll in the grass than to hear her utter those words.
I have a neighbor who I really like but I have heard her say her stomach is fat or her thighs are fat (and she has 2 little girls too and she's not at all overweight). I guess that's where I need to start. After Jedd and I responded to Mara's comment by saying she has beautiful, long legs with strong muscles (rather than throwing myself on the ground), I asked her "Where did you hear that? . . . Sasha?" (neighbor) Mara got a smirk on her face. Dear Lord. As if the media doesn't do a bang-up job of making girls and women feel inadequate and so less than beautiful. As a friend and fellow mother of little girls, I need to go next door.
I have a neighbor who I really like but I have heard her say her stomach is fat or her thighs are fat (and she has 2 little girls too and she's not at all overweight). I guess that's where I need to start. After Jedd and I responded to Mara's comment by saying she has beautiful, long legs with strong muscles (rather than throwing myself on the ground), I asked her "Where did you hear that? . . . Sasha?" (neighbor) Mara got a smirk on her face. Dear Lord. As if the media doesn't do a bang-up job of making girls and women feel inadequate and so less than beautiful. As a friend and fellow mother of little girls, I need to go next door.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Two Names
Washing vehicles
Monday, September 14, 2009
My Mara Girl
Yesterday we watched the neighbor girls from 4-7PM. Mara, Sonna, Bailey and Blair play really well together. I was interested to see Mara spent more time playing with Bailey this time. Bailey and Mara are both 4. Usually Mara spends all her time with Blair who is 2 years older. She typically gravitates towards the older kids. At any rate, when Randy came to get the girls, they asked for more time to play. The parents declared it was bathtime. After the girls left, Mara said "I'm so tired Mommy; I needed to go to bed already". I commented that it was neat to hear that she can express what she needs. Mara said "When Blair and Bailey were here I told you that I needed to go to bed". I said "No you didn't, but I did hear you and Bailey making plans for a sleepover tonight". Funny. It was like she was struggling with both her needs and her wants and she was caught in the middle. Sleep won out. And not the sleep-over kind.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Emotional Intelligence
We have a very emotionally expressive and perceptive 2 year old and a 4 year old in our home. In mid August when Jedd got the news that his dad was no longer welcome to stay at the memory care unit and had lost 20 lbs. in 15 weeks, he cried a bit as I hugged him. Sonna was nearby but I didn't think she was in ear-shot. Brooke had Sonna and when I joined them Sonna said, "Daddy sad; he want his Daddy". She was right. (I will insert that when Sonna hears a child cry she often says, "She want her Mommy" and that's usually the case).
Yesterday we received a beautiful picture of Joan and Lanny taken recently at the nursing home where he is staying in Minneota, MN. Jedd set it as our screen saver so it's a pretty big picture. When Mara saw it she leaned into the computer screen and curved her arms in such as way as to give them each a hug and said, "Oh, Grandpa Lanny" and "Grandma Joan" in an affectionate tone.
Earlier in the day Mara was intrigued by a combine. As we watched it I reminded her that her daddy grew up on a farm that had a combine and so did Grandma Margaret. Last night when Jedd was talking to Grandma Joan on the phone Mara asked to say something. She spoke to Grandma Joan and said, "Tell Grandpa Lanny that I saw a combine today". Somehow she put it all together that Grandpa Lanny was a farmer and he had driven a combine.
It is pretty amazing to watch our children grow and connect all sorts of dots and make sense of the world. We are blessed.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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