Hello World

This video about killed me.  Life is about relationships – that’s all.  On your death bed you won’t be thinking about your house, your job, and your child’s grades.  You will be thinking about the people you love, you will have such a sharp pain in your heart as it dawns on you that you are leaving them.  I know, I had a cardiac arrest.  I was gone, and came back. I have had a “hello world” experience.

But I needed this reminder more than the pacemaker in my chest to remind me of how precious people are to me.

My House is a Mess

The reality is I really don’t care.  Yes, I do.   Well not enough to really do anything to change it—for more than a week.

It would be so interesting to walk in somebody else’s shoes for a while—somebody that actually puts their shoes away.  I might learn an alternative lifestyle.  I went to a friend’s house this morning.  I go there every week to pray with five long time friends.  Her house is always put together.  Not just clean but accessorized—orchid on the kitchen island, flowering plants potted at the door and tea kettle piping on the stove.

Do you think it is my hurried lifestyle that makes me messy?  My friend’s kids are grown and gone, mine aren’t.  Who am I kidding I always have an excuse.  I will still have stacks of paper on my dining room table when I am a grandmother!

The reality is I really don’t care.  Yes, I do—just not enough to change.

It Makes Me a Little Crazy When My Kids Lie

Sometimes, moms just have this nagging sense that something is not ringing true, but they can’t act on it because they don’t know what it is.

Three of my children were/are prone to lying.  One child lied out of pride.  If she did something wrong she would be so ashamed she would rather lie than admit it.  Her lying was fairly easy to address.  When she was little, if she lied to cover up something we would sit down with her and tell her we knew she was lying.  If she told us the truth there would either be no consequence or a simple one that fit the offense.  If she didn’t tell the truth, she would get a spanking.  Since she was little it was easy to identify her lies, and since she did not like spankings it was effective.  She learned that it was better to humble herself and admit wrongdoing than to feed her pride and cover it up with lies.

My other two children who lied were adopted from a situation where lying was a survival skill.  Lying at an older age is much more complicated because the kids are smarter, the opportunities are greater and the stakes are higher.  Spanking was no longer an option so highly prized privileges had to be taken away for a time, sometimes a long time.

The hardest part with older kids is just figuring out the truth.   I remember being so distraught about that nagging feeling once that I couldn’t even pray about it.  I was mentally exhausted and literally laid down on the couch wanting only to escape in sleep.  I don’t remember how long I laid there but an idea came to me that I use to this day.

I knew for certain one minor lie this child had recently told.  I told her that I knew she had lied to me and she was to go to her room and make a list of all the ways she had lied in the last month to present to me that night.   In the meantime, I prayed that the lie I actually knew about would not make the list until all the lies I didn’t know about did.  That night she presented her list and the known lie was not on it.   I told her she would spend tomorrow in her room and she could present her list again the next night.  Boy was she mad.  This went on for three days and the list got longer!  Finally, the “big lie” I suspected made the list along with the “little lie” I actually knew about.

The reality is lying makes people crazy because they can’t trust you.  A lack of trust is very bad for relationships.  If your kids lie to you they will lie to others in their future.  Lying can hurt your child’s relationship with their teachers, employers and, most importantly, their spouse.

Bad Hair Drama

It is probably my own fault.  I am sure I psychologically damaged my girls with rigorous bow training.  I made them wear bows the minute they had hair.  But even when they were babies, they would pull that bow out and I would put it back in.  Then I figured out if I put their hair in a rubber band first, it would hurt if they pulled the bow out.  I won.

My first memory of really bad hair drama started with ballet; the girls were 3 and 5.  Their hair had to be slicked back in a bun.  “Mommy, there is a bump!  I feel it – you didn’t do it good!  I have a bump!” I never mastered “ballet hair”; it stressed me out every time.

My worst memory of bad hair drama was that first homecoming dance and the first up-do.  My sweet girl was precious with excitement.  It was a $40 disaster.  She was so crushed that I thought my heart was going to implode. It was a reverse Cinderella moment and there wasn’t a fairy god-mother in sight.

Today, dozens of flat irons, curling irons, and blow dryers later, I am happy to report the girls are very creative and generally happy with their hair.

And the boys….no hair, we buzz ‘em!

I love this cute hair video for little girls!  I think it would have eased the hair drama in our house.

Thankful Children

What are children most thankful for this Thanksgiving?  Deep down, we know they’re really thankful for the important things in life, like family and friends.  But, of course, that’s not always what comes to their mind first.