Food For Thought

 
We all love our children, but have to admit being a parent is the most challenging job ever held. 
Here are some light-hearted quotes that might let you see things from a new prospective and make you smile at the same time…
 

"Heredity is what sets the parents of a teenager wondering about each other."
—Laurence J. Peter

 

"Children are the most expensive form of entertainment."
—Mihaela Iosof

 

"Adorable children are considered to be the general property of the human race. Rude children belong to their mothers."
—Judith Martin

"The best time to give advice to your children is while they’re still young enough to believe you know what you’re talking about."
—Unknown

"Any astronomer can predict with absolute accuracy just where every star in the universe will be at 11:30 tonight. He can make no such prediction about his teenage daughter."
—James T. Adams

  "A father is someone who carries pictures where his money used to be."
—Unknown

 

"A thoughtful kid is one who leaves enough gas in the tank for you to get to the filling station."
—Unknown

 

"Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing."
—Phyllis Diller

 

"You know your children have grown up when they stop asking you where they came from and refuse to tell you where they are going."
—Unknown

 

"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerilla warfare."
—Ed Asner

 

"Home is a place where teenagers go to refuel."
—Unknown

 

"Like all parents, my husband and I just do the best we can, and hold our breath, and hope we’ve set aside enough money to pay for our kids’ therapy."
—Michelle Pfeiffer

 

"It is amazing how quickly the kids learn to drive a car, yet are unable to understand the lawnmower, snowblower or vacuum cleaner."
—Ben Bergor

 

And last but not least, my personal favorite:

 

 "Life was so much easier when your clothes didn’t match and boys had cooties!"
—Unknown
  

 

 
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Trail Blazers

 
Beautiful Day for a Walk on the Trail
 
Today was a beautiful day here in upstate NY…75 degrees, sunny with a cool breeze.  We spent the day on the Black River Trail which is only a mile from where we live. It used to be train tracks that ran along the river and my husband’s grandfather actually drove many of the trains that ran along those tracks.  Once the trains stoppped running, the State turned the old railroad bed into a nature trail. What I love most about this trail is how the scenery changes with the seasons.  My favorite time to walk it is in the Fall when all the leaves are red and gold and the air is cool and crisp. It is beautiful in the Spring and Summer too with it’s many wildflowers, berry bushes and apple trees which are a nice treat for the deer.
 
 

We have had so much rain lately that the river was really beautiful with the rapids making the water flow so fast down stream.  I made my way down the rocks so I could try and capture how fast the water was moving.  Along with it’s beatuty is the powerful roar of the water as it makes its’ way over the rocks.

We pulled Emma along in her wagon and she had a great time.  She loves flowers so we had to stop and pick one every time we passed some so she could smell them.

 I think the Lazy Susan’s were her favorite.  

We walked to the bridge which is the halfway point and then headed back home.  It was a great 5 mile walk and a great way to enjoy the beatiful day on a Sunday afternoon.  Little Emma was tuckered out and so were we but we got some great photos for our memory book.

I think the best part was the waterfall; all the rain created enough water to turn the usually trickling water into a powerfull waterfall flowing off of the rocks.  Emma loves water and was trying her best to get to it, but the rocks were slippery so she had to view it from a distance.  I did brave the rocks and made my way down to take a photo. 

 

If you would like to see more photos of the Black River Trail and the scenery along the way, I added a new photo album called "Sunday Scenery on the Black River Trail".  This is my favorite place to get away from it all and when Emma gets a litlle older, we can ride our bikes instead of walking…can’t wait!

Hope everyone had a great weekend!  

 

Children Learn What They Live

 

As I stood over Emma’s crib watching her sleep, I thought to myself how I always want her to feel safe, happy and loved.
My wish is that we, as parents, can do our best to teach our children the values that will enrich their lives forever and that they will remember what we taught them…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Follow up to Thursday’s Blog (Part 3)

 

 
I am happy to inform everyone that my husband came to his senses and must have felt guilty because he came home after
work with a dozen roses for me.  He even remembered my favorite…the white ones.  He’s outside right now pulling Emma
around in her wagon to give me a little break.  A little angel must have pulled him aside and had a little chat with him.
So, for now, he has redeemed himself.
 

 

 

Angel in the Sky

 

I stumbled on to this web site and found this photo of an Angel in the Sky taken by a newspaper photographer in 1996.

When his article and the photo were published, others came forward with the same photo taken from different places, one from an airplane.  Their pictures are on this web site as well as they sent them to the photographer who had taken this one.

I find this fascinating and of course, you ask yourself, could this be real?  Here is the link; take a look at the photos and the stories of the people who took them and let me know what you think.

I stand by my belief that angels are among us and we are not alone.

http://www.angelsghosts.com/real_angel_in_sky_picture.html

Follow-up to Wednesday’s Blog (Part 2)

 
For those of you who read my blog yesterday called "I don’t remember praying for patience", H left a comment saying she could imagine my husband coming home and asking me what I did all day.  Well, guess what??? He did!!!  He had to attend an OSHA seminar after work yesterday so he didn’t come strolling in until 10pm after I had resolved the endless little "adventures" of the day.  By the time he got home all was quiet and Emma was fast asleep and I had just posted my blog.  And then it happened, the words came out of his mouth and I had to sit on my hands to refrain from strangling him. 
 
I said, if you really want to know, read my blog, which of course, he didn’t because he just wanted to take a shower and go to bed.  All I can say is if he would have asked me this in the kitchen and there would have been a frying pan on the stove, it would have taken all the restraint I could possibly muster to stop me from grabbing it.
Okay, I would never hit my husband over the head with a frying pan, but maybe a beating with a wooden spoon would have satisfied me.
 
I just took a deep breath and said never mind because had he endured the day I did, there is no way he would have been able to handle it as well as I did even though he thinks he could.  I hate to rain on his ego parade, but there is NO WAY…he would have been down the street at his mothers begging for help!
 
Today was much better.  Grandma called at 2pm and asked if she could keep Emma for the afternoon which I gracefully obliged.  A little peace and quiet goes a long way but I was glad to see her when she got back; I always miss her terribly when she is not with me, even on days like yesterday. 
 
Thanks for all of your comments and when I went back today and read it, I even had to laugh myself so don’t feel bad for finding my little story amusing!

I Don’t Remember Praying for Patience…

 
Wacky Wednesday!!!
 
I am sitting here wandering how I survived the day.  If I didn’t have little Emma, I would have gone back to bed and started all over again.  Let me paint the picture:
 
Emma gets up at 7:30 this morning which is a little later than usual so I was grateful for the little bit of extra sleep.  As usual, the 1st thing I do is change her diaper.
She never has a poopie diaper first thing in the morning so I never gave it a thought and I didn’t smell anything to give me a heads up.  So, I lay her on the couch and slide the diaper out from under her only to realize to my horror that indeed she did have a poopie diaper and now it is not only on her bare bottom but on my fairly new couch as well.  Of course, I’m not prepared and have to try to make an 18 month old understand that she needs to be still while I run and get the wipes. Emma gets a clean diaper and my couch gets a mini steam cleaning.  Crisis #1 resolved.  
 
Emma usually watches a Baby Einstein movie and then we play with her blocks and read a few books in the morning before she takes her nap.  While she was watching her movie, I was sitting on the couch with my knees propped up working a word puzzle and had my fresh cup of coffee propped up against my legs (big mistake).
I was really in to this puzzle so when the phone rang, I jumped thus causing my steaming cup of coffee to spill all over me.  Now remember the position I’m sitting in and you will realize that most of the coffee landed in not quite the most appropriate of places.  I jumped up and ran to get the hot wet clothes off of me and and observe the extent of my injuries.  My skin was bright red and the inside of my thighs had bright red splotches.  All I could think of is that if this blisters, how embarrasing will that be?  Let me not fail to mention that since I was sitting on the couch, it too aborbed some fresh morning cofee.  I put on a fresh pair of clothes until I could get my shower and the couch received mini steam cleaning #2.  Crisis #2 resolved.  
 
Finally, I put Emma down for her morning nap at 10:30 and settled in to watch a game of Crosswords only to discover that all the channels were a blank screen.  So I had to call the cable company and have them reset the box.  By the time I spent 15 minutes on hold and got the problem resolved I didn’t have time to sit and enjoy a TV show as I needed to make sure I got my shower while Emma was sleeping.  Turned out she slept 3 hours which is highly unusual so I could have enjoyed a little TV time after all.  But, at least the cable TV is now working.  Crisis #3 resolved.  
 
I needed to get to the bank by 3pm to make a deposit and then I wanted to go to Borders Books to get a new movie and book for Emma.  Since she slept until almost 2pm, I didn’t have alot of time but didn’t want to leave without feeding her lunch so I make lunch and sit down to feed her and, to my dismay, she wanted no part of it and tossed the spoon and bowl on the floor splattering the food.  So, I could have skipped it afterall and now the floor has gotten a partial cleaning and the bottom cabinets got cleaned too.  I quickly get Emma dressed and off we go barely making the deadline for the deposit.  At least, it wasn’t another poopie diaper.  Crisis #4 resolved.  
 
Finally we make it to to the mall and go to Borders.  I pick out a new video for Emma and she picks out this really cool book with lots of sparkly pictures and little flaps that you lift to see what is under them.  So we are headed back home and I hear the sound of paper tearing.  I look back to find my daughter tearing the flaps off of every page that has one.  All I can think is that I just bought this book and she is tearing it up but to her it was great fun, so what could I do?  In my moment of distraction, I passed by the gas station but resolved that as soon as I got to my exit, I would get some there.  A little while later Emma is upset because she dropped her juice bottle, so in the process of trying to keep my eyes on the road and trying to reach her bottle, I missed my exit.  I couldn’t remember if there was another exit before getting to the Canadian border or not so I was beginning to panic.  The exits are not close together as there is mostly farmland once you are not in town anymore. My gas gauge is now in the red zone and I am hoping and praying there is an exit coming up soon…well there was but it was literally 10 miles down the interstate.  Thank God there was a gas station as soon as you exited or Crisis #5 would have led to Crisis #6 which would have been me having a nervous breakdown out of gas in the middle of nowhere with my cell phone at home charging because the battery was dead.  So I get gas and head back towards home. I made it to my exit and when I came to the 1st stoplight I must have been in the ozone by then because I got in the left turn lane which takes you on the base (Fort Drum army base).  So I had to go to the gate and explain that I was on another planet and needed to turn around.  Crisis #5, #6 and #7 resolved.    
 
We FINALLY make it home and I put Emma in her little chair and put a movie in for her while I brought things in from the car.  One minute later when I came back in, Emma is nowhere in sight and as I step into the back foyer I am wandering where all this dirt I am stepping on came from.  I soon find my answer when I see Little Miss holding my favorite plant as she has decided that it needs a little rearranging.  I do my best to put my plant back together and now the wood floor gets a mini cleaning as well.  Crisis #8 resolved but by now I am exasperated.  
 
Well since Emma had been playing in the dirt I put her in the tub for a bath.  Then I thought to save time tonight, I’ll attempt to feed her dinner while she is in the tub.
Again, she wanted no part of eating.  So now I’m upset that she didn’t eat her lunch and now she doesn’t want her dinner.  I sit down by the side of the tub to let her do her usual playing for a little while before washing her hair and cleaning her up.  Well, little Miss decides she wants to see how hard she can splash the water and within a minute, the walls, the floor and me are drenched.  So, I pulled the plug on the drain after bathing her and decide it is time for a bottle of milk and bed as Mommy is now at her wits end.  So, I dry her off and while I am getting her pj’s out of the drawer, I forgot that I left the bowl of unwanted food on the bathroom rug  when I was trying to shield myself from the waves of water coming my direction.  Of course, I immedialy make a run for it but Emma has beat me to it and is now playing in the food which is now all over her and the rug I had just washed the day before.  So…you guessed it…Emma gets bath #2 and Mommy is almost in tears saying "I can’t believe this is happening".  I finally get her out of the tub for the 2nd time, dry her off and dress her and let her sit in the cair with me for a little while and read a book before going to bed as this is our usual routine.  Well, she wanted no part of that but rather wanted to get down and play and on and on it went.  Finally at 7:30 I gave her a little bit of juice to appease her and laid her in her crib, told her I loved her and gave her a big kiss and she finally drifited off into blissful sleep.
Crisis #8, #9 and #10 resolved.  
 
I have had no lunch or dinner and don’t know if I have the energy to even bother so I think I am going to crash on the couch with a bowl of cereal and watch a TV show and lets hope the bowel doesn’t end up on my lap causing me to give the couch the third cleaning of the day.  
 
Days like this make you ask the question, "Tell me again… where are the joys of motherhood".  Would I change anything about my sweet little Emma?  Of course not as none of this was her fault, just one of those days where I think God was testing my patience as that is not one of my best virtues.  Would I like another lesson in patience anytime soon?  Not on your life!  Although I am not always the most patient person, I do find that I have a world of patience when it comes to Emma but I can do without the coffee burns, taking the long way home and a soaking from a tidal wave of splashing water. 
 
Hope everyone had a great day and remember what I always say, it could always be worse!  I will laugh at this one day when I read it as an entry in Emma’s baby book and by then I will be wishing she was a baby once again…poopie diapers and all.  

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