A few months ago, "the" question was asked. After a waiting period to ensure it was something she wanted and not just because her friend did, the answer was yes.
She was a brave girl hardly flinching. She was so proud to tell everyone about her earrings. Cashiers, strangers, neighbors, swimmers, Grandma, fellow Jason's Deli customers.
After a few hours she said, "Mom, why did they put holes in my ears?"
Maybe I didn't explain it well enough. I do know now what she wishes for her Birthday.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Perspective
Sometimes to in order to put the little things in life into perspective, you need to look through old pics. SMACK! Time flies.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
2013 TN Kids Fishing Day
Pics from The Cove at Concord Park Free Fishing Day 2013.
Many thanks to Knox County Parks & Recreation,
TWRA, and the Tennessee Valley Sportsman Club a wonderful event!
Big Boy won a rod and reel! He is hooked on fishing now.
Friday, June 7, 2013
Fishing Day Prep
It was not a surprise to me to find the fishing pole and tackle box in disarray. After moving across Northern Minnesota and then moving 1200 miles to East Tennessee in moving vans, I did not expect to find the tackle box with lures laying straight in their compartments and line untangled. I found melted bobbers, a jungle of lures and melted fish attractant in tubes resembling chap-stick tubes. I expected that.
Tonight, I am trying to make sense of the twisted lines and lures in preparation to take the kids fishing in the morning. The cat is no help. The last thing we need is a hook in the paw. She seems to understand that better than most. I hope that I keep hooks out of the kids tomorrow, too.
Tonight, I am trying to make sense of the twisted lines and lures in preparation to take the kids fishing in the morning. The cat is no help. The last thing we need is a hook in the paw. She seems to understand that better than most. I hope that I keep hooks out of the kids tomorrow, too.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Summer simplicity
Through the chaos of the final months of school, I became disconnected. The wires were hot, the wheels were rolling, but in the mass amount of activity and end of school madness I felt alone and exhausted. One day in May, it was over. Summer simplicity began.
We do not have any plans with one exception: swimming lessons. Big Brother came up with list of things he would like to do. Seems somewhat manageable since we have already accomplished half.
Everyone wants to go to Minnesota, but that is the unspeakable summertime subject. It was asked about, but he knew it just wasn't going to happen and quickly dropped the subject. Our heart is in Minnesota, but the van just won't make it. The cost of repairing the van plus the cost of a cross country trip is out of reach. I hold my breath everyday hoping it will make it to the pool and grocery store. And when I exhale, I try to remember that the great big and little things in life are often about simplicity. Summer simplicity is a beautiful thing.
We do not have any plans with one exception: swimming lessons. Big Brother came up with list of things he would like to do. Seems somewhat manageable since we have already accomplished half.
Everyone wants to go to Minnesota, but that is the unspeakable summertime subject. It was asked about, but he knew it just wasn't going to happen and quickly dropped the subject. Our heart is in Minnesota, but the van just won't make it. The cost of repairing the van plus the cost of a cross country trip is out of reach. I hold my breath everyday hoping it will make it to the pool and grocery store. And when I exhale, I try to remember that the great big and little things in life are often about simplicity. Summer simplicity is a beautiful thing.
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