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Children: Our most valuable natural resource.
The Canvas Bag Battle
I walked into the store not wanting to spend an arm and a leg. The week before, I was eying beautiful purses ranging in colors like pink, yellow, and bright blue. I would look at the price and see that even though they’re affordable, I knew they weren't functional for my stage of life. Or it would be the opposite, maybe I loved a bag but the price would be too much. My first diaper bag was a 40-dollar bag from Target. It looked beautiful with many pockets. Yeah… it lasted about a year. Then the pockets ripped open and as my baby got older into toddlerhood, she needed less of the diaper bag. However, I still I needed a bag that would fit a diaper, deodorant, coloring crayons, a board book, and my planner without being extremely bulky. Oh! I also needed it to be comfortable to carry, like a crossbody bag. Pretty much an impossible goal. I needed it to last. I was at my wits end switching purses, having receipts, and diapers fall out.
By Mariam Tocco6 years ago in Families
The Mean Mom
With the holiday season approaching, many parents are trying to figure out how to make this year a success amongst the chaos that we are all experiencing. For me, this means trying to teach my daughter how to be a decent human being, in her eyes being a thief with grand larceny on her school record is a non punishable offense. Mind you, she is in 3rd grade. All the while, my son is just now getting over his tantrums and stopped cussing in school which is amazing, this one is 5 years old.
By Michelle Holden6 years ago in Families
Mommy Duties
Imagine being in a deep sleep enjoying a nice dream, when you hear little feet coming up the hallway. My youngest whispered at the end of the couch (oh I’ll tell you why I’m on the couch versus my bed in a minute) “I peed on the floor”. In a haze from just waking up I ask her to repeat that one more time she said, “I peed on the floor”. I got up to walk down the hallway feeling wetness beneath my feet to come to a bathroom that looked like someone left a faucet running all night and the sink overflowed onto the floor but at this point I wasn’t that lucky because it was pee. I’m standing there at 3 in the morning staring at the kids bathroom covered in pee and baby powder and one little girl standing there smiling up at me (at this point she’s happy with herself that she didn’t pee in her bed). Oh did I forget to mention we are newly potty trained (minus #2 she will not sit on a toilet quite yet for that one)! Anyways back to the bathroom. I notice toilet paper in different spots now I know she tried to clean it up herself and by doing so she tracked little pee covered foot prints up the hallway. I just smile at her and proceeded to get a towel to start cleaning the mess up. Now I head to the kitchen to make some mop water so that I can mop the bathroom/hallway and start to run a warm bath for some little girl. Now I’m staring at the clock knowing my alarm will be going off here soon to start getting ready for the day. I get the bathroom and hallway mopped. Now at this time everyone is sleeping still it’s just me and Melle up. I come down the hallway from putting the mop up so I can bathe the littlest and I see my husband hugging her in the hallway. He asked, “everything okay what’s wrong” I just told him what happened and he went back to the room. Short time later all I hear is his snoring while I’m now bathing Melle. I think must be nice. I get her bathed and decide to go ahead and dress her for the day. It’s a cold day in Texas so sweatpants and t-shirt it is. Get her all snuggled up in her bed with Pringles, chocolate milk, and Kickboxer on her TV (yes that is her favorite movie). Come back to the laundry room because now I’m going to start a load of laundry and clean the towels that are covered in pee. Sat back on the couch turned on the ID channel because at this point my alarm will go off in thirty minutes so what’s the point in going back to sleep. Yes! If you kept up this started at 3am and we are now thirty minutes away from my alarm going off which it goes off at 4:45. This is how my Wednesday started off!! How did yours start?
By Danielle Marie6 years ago in Families
Why Your Kids Should Be Doing Chores
Most families have their children helping out with the household. For some, it’s a simple task, such as looking after their room. For other families, especially those with older kids, the children may even have an outside job and contribute to the family income. No matter what age your child, household chores or jobs builds responsibility.
By Luke Fitzpatrick6 years ago in Families
Nate's Stomach Knot
Nate walked into the large meeting room. Looking around, he could see that the room was much larger than he thought it would be. The walls were made from cinder blocks yet painted with bright primary colors and there were toys all over the room. In the center of the room was a very large table that had far fewer chairs at in then you would expect.
By Thisguy_756 years ago in Families
I Puppet
What I didn’t expect is that something, somebody, could make me feel like this. Every squeak, every smile, every little wiggle she makes pulls the heart strings as if she were my emotive puppeteer. Up and down I dance for her, my tears of joy and pride illuminating my blush face and my reflection of her little life from mine. She can do no wrong. She is my light, but I am glowing.
By Vincent Maertz6 years ago in Families
What happen to treating people the way you want to be treated?
I have been blessed with two beautiful smart children, who my whole world revolves around. Well just the other day 14 year old son comes home from school with the biggest grin on his face. He jumps in the car and starts telling me how a girl at school had asked him to the 8th grade formal. She apparently asked him in front of one of his friends. Well naturally he said yes. He even confirmed with the girl the next day, to make sure. All of a sudden he cares about his looks and brushing his hair and teeth. I don’t think I’ve ever seen my son pay such close attention to his appearance. It’s amazing what girls can do to a teenage boy. Well a couple of day pass and Friday afternoon roles around. I get a text from my son, “Well I’ve got bad news.” Naturally, I get concerned. He begins to tell me the girl that had asked him to formal, came back and told him it was all a joke. He proceeded to tell me he was embarrassed. Of course, I told him not to be, that he didn’t do anything to be embarrassed about. I never saw myself in a million years as the mom that cries when their kids feelings are hurt. I’m usually this tough, strong willed, independent woman. Well I cried like a baby. I was so hurt that someone would treat my son that way. He’s such a friendly kid, loves to make people laugh, a little goofy at times, but surely didn’t deserve that. Not to mention he’s a good looking kid. Well my son and this girl have been friends for a few years and he asked me not to say anything, because he wants to remain friends with this girl. What I don’t understand is, if it was a joke then why didn’t she say so right then when she asked him. She let him walk around for days thinking they were going to formal together and he even confirmed it with her the next day after she asked him to go with her. Here I was making sure that he is going to treat her right and not back out on her and she does it to him. What’s even worse is he had no intention to even go to formal until she asked him, now he doesn’t want to go at all. What is a mother to do, when he’s asked me not to say anything? I just ask my son to give the girl space and leave her alone, for a while. I asked him to sit back and watch how she acts and treats him from here on out. As much as I love my son, I will give it some time to pass over, but if anything else comes from this I won’t just stand by. I don’t want to hurt my son’s feelings anymore then they already are, but her actions were not those of a friend, in my opinion. I never treated my guy friends like that, when I was their age. I’ve never treated a anyone like that and I certainly wouldn’t allow my son or daughter to treat someone that way either. By far being a mom and loving my children so much has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. I learn new things about myself everyday as they are growing up so fast. God please give my strength, because I don’t think anything hurts worse then seeing your baby hurt.
By Jordan Harsey6 years ago in Families
