Archive for Month: March, 2009
The Pearls of the Past
There’s a time and a place
Where we exist
Just you and me
And this reference of time
There’s a moment
A glimmer of then
The gazing of now
There’s a time and a place
Where we are one
Just you and me
And this embracing thirst
There’s an inquiry of being
As beams are crossed
Two become one
There’s a time and a place
Where we are allowed
Just you and me
And this palpable desire
That is the past.
This is now.
Pearls.
-Mishelle O. Lane
03.13.2009
The Art of Art
Come and see an interview I did with White Trash Mom, Michelle Lamar over at Cafe Mom: Mom Plugged In
Also, I started a new gig over at Picture My Camera. I am the new Portrait Photography Editor!
Explosions
These are exciting time in David’s development. He’s finding more courage, that initially stems from curiousity, and he’s acting on it. He’s climbing, jumping, running, going non-stop. He’s all go and he’s got no time to even stop. This is apparent in the recent hiccup in his napping. He’s willing to relax. For TEN minutes. This is the part of a two year old’s development that I could leave. Everything else, though? Totally makes up for it.
For example: On Monday night the kids had soccer practice. While Olivia was at hers the boys and I set off for the park. The weather was nice and the boys (read: Davey) needed to get his mind off of falling asleep in the stroller. I had my camera with me and was stalking the boys around the park.
“Where’s Davey?” I called out.
“Uhhhhhh, he’s sitting on that ladder thing down there,” Mikey said as he waited at the top to intercept the slide-addicted toddler.
“Oh how cute. What a big boy!” I gushed.
And then he started to climb said ladder. Me? I kept snapping.
“Uhhhhh, Mama. Your son! Your son, Mama! YOUR. SON,” he advised rather worriedly.
“Take a chill-pill, *Dedo,” I soothed the nervous eldest son.
Of course, I swung the camera around to my backside (you know, like the pro that I am) and helped Davey cross over to the equipment that leads to the slide. I simply marveled at the initiative that he had taken to climb up. He wasn’t worried nor was he scared. He was just full of ambition and guts.
This is how I wish we all were more. No worries, no fear…only drive and total bravery!
Back to the nap thing:
Earlier today I tweeted asking moms when their toddlers gave up their naps. I got some great responses and pretty much decided that if it wasn’t a phase that I’d just do an hour-or-so of quiet time. Quiet time in his bed, singing, counting, talking about stuff, reading, that kind of thing.
So, after his refusal to nap today, I brought him back downstairs. He played for a bit and then he wanted “cullies” so I put him in his high chair.
He sat and colored for a few minutes and slowly… slowly… slowly… slowly… slowly… ever so sssssllllloooowwwwlllyyyy…..
Nap!
*Dedo: My dad is crazy nervous when the kids are doing anything that can be remotely dangerous.
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