Mirrors

When I hear children whisper to themselves “I can do this,” I know that sometime in their life, an adult has whispered to them “you can do this.” I know that in their life there are adults that take chances, leap without nets, and take on challenges.

When I hear children whisper to themselves “I am stupid,”  I know that sometime in their life, an adult has whispered to themselves “I am stupid,” or sometimes an adult has shouted it in anger toward that child or toward another adult.

I often hear my own words repeated back to me, “How are YOU feeling about that?

I see my actions, and all of your actions play out in theirs.

In my opinion, we have very few more important roles as adults, than influencing children that we interact with. It doesn’t matter to me if you are their parent, their teacher, their coach, their mentor, their neighbor, or like me, their therapist.

Children are mirrors. And what they reflect back to us,  are our own actions. When I have children acting out with dolls in my dollhouse, I can see the reflection of their home. Of their hearts. Of every interaction they have absorbed.

And trust me, even though you may believe they are not listening. . . they hear every word.

Use them carefully.

“Careful the things you say, children will listen. Careful the things you do, children will see and learn. Children may not obey, but children will listen. Children will look to you for which way to turn, to learn what to be. Careful before you say ‘Listen to me,’…children will listen.” ~from the musical “Into the Woods”

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Linked up with Group Blogging Experience 2, the prompt this week was “Mirror.”

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Red Shoes

They made me feel powerful.

Sometimes I would click them three times, and spin around. I would chant softly “There’s no place like home,” and be transformed into a world of make believe.

Sometimes I would pretend I was a ballroom dancer gliding across my bedroom floor.

I was an eight year old girl. With my very own pair of ruby slippers.

I wore them with everything. Floral dresses that didn’t match. Hot pink stirrup leggings that didn’t match.

To me, matching didn’t matter.

What mattered was the perfect “clicking sound” they made on the pavement while I walked, announcing my arrival.

What mattered was the confidence I felt because they left glitter everywhere I went.

What mattered was the fact that I felt beautiful in them.

 

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 What has made you feel beautiful lately?

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“I’ll be the greatest fan of your life.” ~Edwin McCain

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Sunday Stream of Pictures

Another Sunday is here! That means we get to talk about the past week. And this week? Was actually pretty awesome.

We brought all 7 of our old doors to the dump. GOODBYE OLD DOORS. Also? We got to witness the people that go to dumps and pick through things An interesting lot, they are.

Skeeter started driving. I know, he seems young. But he’s really 42 and still living with his Mom, so… it’s time.

I’m just going to go ahead and let you know that 80 degree weather in Maine, in March, is not normal. It’s barely normal in August. But this? Was our week. We saw 80 more than once.

Aren’t they just so cute? I even creeped on to a neighbor’s lawn to take this picture. Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure they weren’t home. Wait, that probably doesn’t make it less creepy does it?

It was so nice out, I wore dresses and skirts for three days! Mostly because all of my shorts and summer things are in storage.I also got so many “OHMYGOSHYOULOOKSONICE” comments that I started to wonder exactly what I look like normally 😉

It was SO HOT out that the boys chowed down on ice cubes after our 4 mile walk.

We went to visit Pemaquid Point, which is where we got married. It was 70 degrees on the coast and so beautiful.

Here is Draw Something’s weekly feature on the blog. Today you get my version of “Goofy.” Surprisingly, she actually guessed it! I’m guessing from scrambling the letters enough times so she figured it out 😉

Casey got us tickets to go to the 70th Anniversary screening of Casablanca. For one day only it was playing in selected theaters nationally. He knows me so well, I was positively giddy at seeing my favorite movie on the big screen. Casey’s review? “It’s sort of  like Cheers. With Nazis.”

And finally, yesterday, we helped Stacey do the last of her moving and cleaning. She is one tiny person, but this is the trash I hauled away from her house. Incredible, no?

I will leave you with one more picture of where we got married, and where we fell in love. Isn’t it breathtaking?

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Have a great week, everyone!

 

 

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Kid Quotes Friday!

You may have noticed that things have changed around here. We are officially on a self-hosted WordPress blog! So bear with me as I learn the ropes of a new blogging platform. Also? I think lots of you are going to need to re-subscribe due to the Google Friend Connect “issue,” and the fact that GFC is wordpress-ist. So, hopefully you’ve found your way here and can subscribed via RSS, or have us directly delivered to your e-mail box! Okay – on with the show! Grab a button and link up for Kid Quotes Friday!

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Kid: Do you have a brother?

Me: Yup, I have an older brother.

Kid: Oh, do you think he wants to come to my birthday party? It’s boys only. (7 y.o.)

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Kid: The other day my brain was hurting. Probably because of all the smarts in it. –6 y.o.

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Kid: I have a lot of boogers in my nose. Do you want me to count them after I blow my nose?

Me: No, thanks.

Kid: Suit yourself. -10 y.o.

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Kid: you have good timing. I just finished saving the world. Well, the Pokemon world that is. –10 y.o.

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Kid: I think that you should tell your boss that you don’t want to go to work. Instead you should sit home, watch TV, and say ahhhhhhh…

Me: Okay, I’ll tell my boss that.

Kid: Okay good, if they need to call me about it, they can. –7 y.o.

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Happy Friday, everyone!

 

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Heavenly Day

Oh heavenly day, all the clouds blew away
Got no trouble today with anyone
The smile on your face I live only to see
It’s enough for me, baby, it’s enough for me
Oh, heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day

Tomorrow may rain with sorrow
Here’s a little time we can borrow
Forget all our troubles in these moments so few
All we’ve got right now, the only thing that
All we really have to do
Is have ourselves a heavenly day
Lay here and watch the trees sway
Oh, can’t see no other way, no way, no way
Heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day

No one at my shoulder bringing me fears
Got no clouds up above me bringing me tears
Got nothing to tell you, I’ve got nothing much to say
Only I’m glad to be here with you
On this heavenly, heavenly, heavenly, heavenly
Heavenly day, all the trouble’s gone away
Oh, for a while anyway, for a while anyway
Heavenly day, heavenly day, heavenly day

Lyrics by Patty Griffin

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How We All Met

We met because somewhere, in the place where babies are waiting to be matched up with a family, it was known that I would need parents that would foster my love of music, reading, and all things Broadway. That I would need parents who would burst out into song with me, hug me tight, dry my tears, teach me how to be kind and involved with my community, remind me to have my oil changed, and hold me steady as I walked toward my future husband.
We met because my last name started with a B and her last name started with a C and biology was required in high school. But really we met because it was somehow it was known that life was going to start throwing curve balls hard and fast, so each of us would need someone to lean on, and that everyone needs someone that can make them laugh so hard they cry, and that eventually the person with the last name C would save my mother’s life. And it was known that sisters can be born in the same hospital exactly two months apart, from different mothers.
We met because when I was 18 I moved to Maine to be near the ocean. And when he was 28 his coworker encouraged him to post an online profile, and I was by then looking for someone that got me (unlike boyfriends before). There he was, admitting to still having his first teddy bear too, and also having lost 100 pounds. But really, it was known that my head fits perfectly under his chin when we hug, that our hands intertwine seamlessly, and that we make each other stronger.
There are so many different paths my life could have taken. There are a million reasons why we all shouldn’t have met, small decisions that could have changed it all.  Lucky for me, there are a million and one reasons why we did.
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Sunday Stream of Pictures

What a week!!!

 Last Sunday, my Mother-in-Law and I went to the Portland Flower Show! It was incredible, and very beautiful. I can’t believe all the work that goes into it. They really set up entire backyard landscape examples complete with stone walkways, and of course lots of flowers.

We had some pretty beautiful sunsets. Here is one of those pull over to the side of the road and take a picture sunsets. It is over Sebago Lake on our way home.

We finished our bathroom remodel! At some point I will download the “real” pictures from my camera that show color a bit better than the ipod. I will post a before and after, because it’s quite startling actually.

Chandler is our foster puppy lately, because Stacey has been busy dogsitting other dogs (and Chandler doesn’t always play nice with others). Here they are, three dogs on a log. Err, couch.

A sure sign of spring! Tapping the maple trees. C’mon sap! Everyone say a prayer that we get cold nights and warm days, they make for a good sugar season.

You probably should be jealous of my MAD ART SKILLZ. Or not. Whatever.

That’s what five doors in a pick-up truck look like. These five bad boys have to be installed in my house. They are evil. That is all. Let’s just say we have three installed and the score is Doors: 256, Jenn & Casey: 1.

Caption: I really don’t care what you’re saying, Mom. YOU go outside and pee, I’ll wait here.

 Skeeter and Marx. Marx is a gorgeous Bernese Mountain Dog belonging to my former professor and his wife. Stacey’s dog-sitting for them this week and Skeeter wanted to go for a walk with him. Every time they meet up, Skeeter is a wee bit nervous about Marx due to his size. Then they just start playing like nobody’s business.

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Alright everyone, have a great week!

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Kid Quotes Friday

Happy Friday, everyone! Please join in and link up with your own kid quotes and stories. The button is over in the side bar (over there! —>) and link ups boost my self-esteem. So you can feel good about yourself after. 😉

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Kid: I can’t sleep because my sister is a crying. So I try to tell my sister to be quiet, but I don’t speak baby. (7 y.o.)
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Mom (to me): Yeah, I bought that microwave back in 2001 so it has lasted awhile.
Kid: THERE WAS A 2001?! But I wasn’t born until 2006!!! (6 y.o.)
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Kid: The shark is driving the tonka truck!
Me: No way! Who would give a shark a license?
Kid: Spongebob. He has a school of boating. (7 y.o.)
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Me: So you’re teacher says that you haven’t been doing your homework. Is that true?
Kid: Yeah.
Me: And what has been stopping you from doing your homework?
Kid: Well, she told me to get my priorities straight so I did. Playing outside is pretty much my priority.
(10 y.o.)
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Kid: Will you come to my house Saturday and work with me there?
Me: No, I can’t. I don’t work on Saturdays.
Kid: Oh, what do you do?
Me: Well I spend time with my family and friends.
Kid: Really? So you don’t….. live here in this office? (8 y.o.)
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And another contribution from Lea! Yay!
Kid: “I want to have what I want to have! You are making me so angry. I want Ice cream for dinner!” Mom: “No.” 
Kid: “You are so mean. I like junk.” (3 y.o.) (Editor’s Note: I’m with ya, kiddo!) 
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Have a great weekend, everyone!

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Cluttered

My brain is cluttered this week. I have had thoughts about different blog posts swirling around in my head. Half-written, half-developed, half-good, half-crap. But when I sit to write, sentences are refusing to form in a way that flows, or makes any sort of sense. 

I’ve been feeling anxious because we have so much going on. Our house is going on the market this week, and I am half-worried it won’t sell, and half-worried it will sell right away and we won’t have anywhere to live until the end of June when we can leave for NC. And for anyone who has tried to sell a house, it’s really stressful to live in a house that must be show-ready at a moment’s notice. Luckily we are selling it ourselves so we have control over showings. But still. Sometimes I want to leave my dishes on the sink. Or not put the fluff and peanut butter away directly after eating.

And then there is the second book I am working on with my former professor. There are notes to take, chapters to write. Half-developed ideas that I feel like I never have time to sit down and develop.

So my inspiration has been lacking. I want to write about crazy family dynamics, how I have two sister-in-laws named Katie and we aren’t talking to either one. I want to write about how ironic it is that people think I’m someone who has “it” “all together,” when that couldn’t be further from the truth. I want to write about how I’m going to be 30 in six months, and how I used to think that was SO OLD, and that I’m still not sure when I’m going to feel like I’m an adult. I want to write about my failed attempts to start Kid Quotes Friday, and how I don’t know whether I should continue with a link-up or just forget about it. I want to write about how sad I am that so many of the infertility blogs I’ve been reading have had late-term pregnancy losses and my heart is breaking for all of them. There are so many words that I want to share, but I can’t.

At least not this week, because my mind is cluttered.

Apparently my brain needs some spring cleaning. Pass the Windex.

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Wishing a Happy Anniversary to Shell at Things I Can’t Say, who has now been hosting Pour Your Heart Out for two years! I may be relatively new to the whole blogging world, but I’m so appreciative of Shell and the other supportive folks in her community who have made their way over here.

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