Thursday, May 27, 2010
Brady and I don't believe in letting our kids have video games. Therefore, they don't! Have any video games, that is... That's why we live out in the country, after all, so our kids can go out and play and create adventures for themselves. Britt's favorite thing to do these days is to play cowboy in the barn. He loves to climb hay bales and fences and run around pretending to be some character from his imagination, partaking in a gunfight or a swordfight. Some people might find this inappropriate, but I'd rather have him making his own games than sitting down in front of a screen. He'll get plenty of screen time throughout his life, I'm sure. At least when he's playing, he's getting a little exercise and fresh air.
To be honest, I was a little shocked that Britt was disappointed. I thought he would be thrilled with the opportunity to play a video game. But watching someone play and playing it yourself are two different things, for sure.
I have to admit it is nice to have our beliefs validated. Frankly, I think parents use their kids' video games as babysitters. Is it any wonder there are so many children who have short attention spans and grow up feeling uncared for? No. No it is not. Between television and computers and video games, where is there time for human interaction? Even without video games, I feel like I barely spend one-on-one time with my B's. However, my kids are with me, talking to me, most of the time I am with them, whether I'm folding laundry, cleaning stalls or unloading the dishwasher or driving in the car, and that's something they wouldn't do if they were parked in front of a screen.
I had a parent tell me once that their kid "needed" a DS so they wouldn't be left out when they went to a friend's house. I thought it was complete crap when I heard it then, and I still think it is possibly one of the biggest jokes I've ever heard. Frankly, my kids can just feel left out if it comes to that, because what they should be doing when they go to a friend's house is playing for real. Isn't that rude? To go somewhere to spend time with someone and they end up giving their attention to a screen? Ridiculous! Which is actually exactly what happened yesterday, isn't it?
So my kids will just have to continue to be deprived in this way. Because in other ways, they are spoiled rotten. They each have a horse, they have room to roam, and they have each other. Who needs a video game? Not the 4 B's, that is for sure!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I thought maybe it was because Wednesday is the day my Mom and Dad packed up the house in Sisters and moved back to their home in Hines. It was a hard move for my mom, and I have been worried sick about her. She just had major eye surgery on both eyes, and is still recovering from that. And I know Harney County (as we all call the area) is not where she wants to be. And I know she is going to be alone a lot while my dad is out working, and farther away from me (6 hours!). Not to mention Harney County holds a part of my life I try to forget as much as possible.
But now my mom is doing better. She's depressed about her situation, yes - the renters destroyed their place, as renters do, and she still has a long road of recovery ahead of her with her eyes, which are the slowest healing organ on the body. I heard more of a spark in her voice the last time I talked to her, though, and that made me realize she'll be okay living there. As the world turns, she'll adjust, one day at a time.
So that leaves me to pinpoint where else my nerves might be coming from, and I really don't know. Isn't that weird? As if I'm not weird enough, for pity's sake...! I think the weather has been a factor. I know it could be worse, of course, but it is just so hard to take this rain day after day after day.
And then there is my calendar, which is booked solid until the first day of schools starts in the fall. And I think that is bothering me, as well. Because that means this precious time I have been looking forward to since last September is going to fly by, and then my babies will be another grade older. And my baby-B is going to be in school all day long, just like his sister, and the mere thought just slays me. I had a terrible time with Brailey Shaye going into first grade - her teacher told me she had seen a lot of kids cry, but never a mother... I couldn't help it! Her school was so new to me and I was worried sick about my baby girl. It was a tough transistion, going from her Kindergarten class where she knew every kid to a class where she not only didn't know a soul, but was in a language she didn't understand. Luckily for Britt, he won't have to endure the same level of trauma his big sister did. But now I, Big Mama, am going to be left all alone without my little compadre, and it does wear on my heart.
So now I am in this negative, nervous funk, and I'm not sure when it is going to end? I have so much to be thankful for, and believe me, I am grateful to my toes for all the blessings I've been given. Yet I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I don't know why it's there. What do you think? Does anyone have any ideas? Whatever the reason, the nerves are there. I know they will go away one of these days. Maybe I just need the sun to leach some vitamin D into my bones so I can relax and stop worrying. Let's all pray for sun...
Monday, May 24, 2010
Last Sunday Brailey Shaye and Britt put on a "performance" for Brady, Gramma Diggy and myself, down at the play structure. It started out as a circus, but turned into a concert. Brailey sang "Soul Sister" for us, which she introduced by saying, "This is the song that Mom loves by that man from Train that she has a crush on." My mother-in-law thought that was an interesting thing for a child to say in front of her father...
What can I say? They know it isn't a serious crush and that I love their dad more than anything in the world. We talked about it one morning on our drive to school. Britt said, "Do you still like Keith Urban?" And I said yes, I did, but not at much as I used to. And Brailey said, "Yah, now you have a crush on Train." And I agreed that yes, I did indeed. And Britt said, "Yah, you used to love Keith Urban, but now you love Train. Why do you love him?" And I explained that I didn't really "love" Pat Monahan the way I love their dad, but that I had a celebrity crush, which just meant that I liked their music and whatnot... And I finished it up by saying "He's just such a hottie!" And do you know what my precious son said? He said, "No, Mom. You're the hottie!" Is that music to a mother's ears or what?! Like father like son, charmers incarnate.
Anyway, I do think Pat Monahan is a total hottie, but I also love his music. I've never heard so many songs I can relate with so well and a singer who has such an amazing voice that is never tiresome to listen to. I mean truly, I love every single Train song! Usually there is always one or two songs on a cd that I won't like. I now have all the Train cds and even a concert dvd that my Nicoley got for me and then Pat Monahan's single cd, as well. I'm one of those old-fashioned people (just like my Nicoley, speaking of her) that has to have the original cd. And I never get tired of listening to them - they are timeless and brilliant!
So yes, I am still obsessed with Train. That's my nature, you know, to be obsessed. A girl's gotta dream, right? Someday, I am going to see them in concert, and maybe, just maybe, they'll pick me to come up on stage... They could totally "save the day" (look up the lyrics to Save the Day) for me, any day! OH yah...!
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
On Sunday, we took Brady's mom out to his brother's new farm, Lone Pine Farms, and we had the best time ever! Boone (Brady's brother) took us on a tour of the entire farm, and we all had so much fun, it will be a memory we treasure forever. He picked us up in this John Deere Gator, and The 4 B's piled into the back while Gramma Diggy sat next to Boone, and it was just a hoot! So these are some of the pictures I took from my spot in the Gator. The little B's love this farm as much as the adults, because it is so amazing and fun - they got to find gemstones from bags of sand, feed and pet the goats and play on the newly restored merry-go-round. The produce is absolutely gorgeous, and the place is so clean you could eat off the floor. Boone is a talent beyond words, and we are all so proud of him! Thanks for the fun, Uncle Boone - we love you!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Brailey's teacher arranged this wonderful event last week called a "Poetry Slam" where all the kids recited Spanish poems they learned and memorized. IT WAS AMAZING! They performed in groups, and then every single kid recited a poem they had written. Brailey wrote hers about the horse, of course. It was adorable! The classroom was packed to the gills, and every single kid did a great job. They had covered the desks with table cloths and had a beautiful arrangement of flowers on every "table," they had refreshements and it was even a beautiful evening weather-wise. I really, really, really like Brailey's teacher, and I'm grateful Brailey had the opportunity to experience something like this. They all wore black and white, which was also wonderful. Amazing, I'm telling you, amazing! (Proud Big Mama!)
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Kimmy and I have been doing what we feel is a GENIUS program that I just made up one day, and between the two of us we feel the possibilities are endless! We call it "Stars and Stripes." Frankly, I thought I would make my fortune off of this because it has been so sucessful for Kim and I. But we do have the best behaved kids on the planet, so maybe that's why it has worked so well for us. In other words, we're already such fantastical mothers, Stars and Stripes was just the icing on the cake. HA! Well, we are good moms, and we do love our babies above and beyond the norm...
In any case, we've shared the "program," as we call it, with a couple of other parents, three total, and not one of them was receptive to it. And they all three have discipline problems! Children who are out of control, children who misbehave, children who are brats. Yet these parents just keep doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results, which we all know is the definition of insanity.
I believe Stars and Stripes works so well because it is simple and it takes all the drama out of discipline. My kids love Stars and Stripes! And the possibilities are so endless with it because you can change the program to fit your needs. Kimmy just added an element to her Stars and Stripes that has refined the program for her daughter to be even more effective.
Are you wondering what it is? Are you wondering why I'm not writing about it? Well, I want to see if your curiousity is up, first. Do you have discipline problems? Do you need some help with raising your kiddos? Or are you someone who knows it all? Well, when you finally get desperate for some help, let me know, and for just $19.99, you can have the answers. HA! Just kidding! If you want to try it, just ask me and I'll tell you all about it. But don't ask me just because you want to know what it is - ask me because you want to make a difference in your children's lives.
Kids crave discipline to know they are loved, and I am a firm believer in teaching children respect and manners. However, I have learned there are many people who are not like me, which is fine, but just know this - that's why their kids are brats and mine and Kimmy's are not brats.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Well yesterday, my beloved mother-in-law and I were talking about it. She is staying with us for a couple of weeks, and we are so happy to see her! We always have a wonderful time whenever she comes to Oregon (she lives in Sacramento), and it has been great to have her here after so long between visits - we haven't seen her since last August!
Well, long story short, I was telling her about Reba and how much we enjoy it and why. What started us off on this was talking about Pawn Stars and how we both love that show, too, and how she asked her friend Bill if he watched it and he thought she said "Porn" Stars... That's how our conversations go - we have a big time just discussing everything we can think of.
ANYWAY. We also talked about a couple of family things... You know, like all families do. And then later on, as I was driving in to pick up Brailey from school, it hit me. I love the show Reba so much because it is an example of how we should all be, and how I wish part of my family was! They all get along, no matter that the circumstances are less than perfect. And that is what I wish for, of course. Because deep down, I'm just like Barbara Jean, even though I act more like Reba, and I just want everyone to accept me.
I could get deep here, but I won't. The point being, everyone should strive to be more like Reba's family. We should all take care of each other and try to get along instead of being mean and hateful and distant. Ex-wives and new wives CAN get along, if they want to. Teenage parents SHOULD live with their parents until they get on their feet. Kids from broken homes SHOULD feel comfortable around everyone in their family - every single person.
Frankly, though, the only place I've ever seen it work is on Reba. We're all too judgmental and selfish to do it in real life, not to mention competitive. Which is why I've worked so hard in the last year to eliminate some of the most toxic elements (another word for people, in this instance) from my life. Remember my new mantra: the only people we need in our lives are the ones who need us in theirs. And God bless the Barbara Jeans and Rebas of the world!
Friday, May 7, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
I was so proud of Britt yesterday! His school was really fortunate to have an "Artist in Residence" who was a fiddler. And so he spent two weeks at the school, about an hour in each classroom, and he was amazing! Every single kid got to play the fiddle. The focus for the Kinders was "short-short-long," which is how fidlers play the instrument (see how Britt does it in the video? Short-short-looooooooooong, short-short-looooooooong). The instructor (that's him playing the guitar) is from New Orleans, and he told the kids all kinds of stories about frogs and crawfish and related it to the music they were playing. It was great! Britt loved every second of playing the fiddle, and now we are on the hunt for a cheap one to buy, because the kid is more musical than Brady and I realized. I was thinking guitar lessons, but maybe the fiddle would be more fun for him. He wore his cowboy hat because the Fiddle Man said that was the difference between a violinist and a fiddler - fiddlers wear a cowboy hat. It was a really cool recital, and it was obvious this artist loves what he does, and also a wonderful take on the word "artist," I think, because music truly is art, and every kid got to experience something they might never have been given the opportunity to experience, otherwise. I stayed to watch the first graders, too, because Kimmy came to the Kinders with me, and I got to see her Griffin play his song, and he was absolutely wonderful! He was the best one in his class, and totally had the beat and everything. He takes guitar lessons, and he is doing super well. So cool! I love music... From beginners to masters, it is always a pleasure to watch.
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