Group of happy children
Look at these sweet, beautiful, happy faces. Eyes full of hope and amazement. Children are such precious little wonders. I mean, yes, they can occasionally be little brats sometimes, but all in all, children are incredible, loving tiny humans.
Sitting here watching my little Choo-choo playing with his musical Bible songs book, I find myself wondering how on earth anyone could leave a three year old, a four month old boy, or any child at any age for that matter, alone somewhere and never check on them. Whether in a corn maze or in an alley or in in a hurricane like in the news recently, or even at the park or on the side of the road.
HOW does one FORGET THEIR CHILD and NOT report them missing until the next day or at least several hours later???? How does this happen?
I mean, okay, I understand mental health issues. Continue reading “Children of the world”
I am a big believer in reading to children. Diesel and I have always thought how important it is to read to Choo-choo. We take stacks of books with us on vacations and even short rides in the car. We’ve even encouraged our son to “read to us” as well.
Reading to kids not only increases their knowledge, but it Continue reading “More than just paper and ink”
My bed is calling to me right now. Choo-choo kept me up for two and a half hours in the middle of the night. No matter how many times I rocked him, sang to him, cuddled with him, and gave him hugs and kisses, he just wouldn’t lie in his bed for longer than ten or so minutes without yelling for me again.
I was angry and frustrated about it. I mean, come on. He deprived me of nearly three hours of desperately needed sleep.
Then I started to think. Continue reading “Late night revelation”
I have been thinking about people and humanity lately. About how much we listen or don’t listen to each other. About how much we focus on questions we want to ask and focus so little on the answers we receive or if the questions are even wanted at all. Continue reading “You might be hurting someone’s feelings every day (and not even realize it)”