A day in the life...

... Or 4 minutes, rather... of a 16 month old busy boy.

I always think, man, I need to record these normal moments in time, so that I can remember what they were like, and so that one day, when my kids are older, parents themselves perhaps, that they can see what they were like. The way they walked, the way they talked, that cute little lisp, the poop stance, the temper tantrum. It's fun to look back on those things. So I did. 

So here's my busy, chatterbox, cutie pie. This was also the day he learned to say "side". As in, outside. A place he would like to be. Fortunately for him, we're having the most abnormal winter/spring on record, having had a mere 19 inches of snow (vs. last years 86) and more than our share of 70 degree plus days of glorious sunshine. In March. 80 degrees in March in Minnesota. So Nookie, aka Huggyface, has gotten a taste of glory, er, "side" and brother wants more.

I love this kid. Thanks for wasting that last 4 minutes of your life to watch my baby.

**Darned thing wasn't working. I uploaded it to youtube but holy cow it took over 74 minutes. Sheesh!

Judgement

I had an idea for a blog post about something, researched some quotes, got busy and then forgot all about it. Including the reason or idea for the post. When I was going to write a new post about a sick boy I saw this one in drafts. Oops! But... These are some pretty good quotes so I'll still share them.

I'm sure I was feeling judged about something. I think there's a lot of people that judge me. (Mothers of five children get noticed more and probably provide more fodder.) I certainly get enough feed back from individuals around me to the extent that I no longer even need to hear what they say to know I'm being judged. However, it's gotten to the point of me not really caring what they say because judgmental people usually lack perspective, certainly lack compassion, and quite often have made plenty of their own mistakes, and thus shouldn't be judging. I'm confident enough in who I am as a person, wife and mother, and in how I live my life that, while I know that I'm not perfect (nor do I pretend to be), I don't really accept their criticism. I'm more irritated by it. I listen, but usually don't give it validity. The funny thing is when people judge me as good, not in a critical way, (eg. saying I'm a good mom) that I have a hard time accepting that judgement as true also. The "if you only knew" syndrome, I suppose.

Bottom line, folks: Everyone makes mistakes and has lessons to learn. I do. You do. Lets just encourage one another. Have grace and understanding. Life is hard enough.

Anyway. Here are the quotes. Hope ya like 'em.

"Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves." ~ Carl Gustav Jung

"If you judge people, you have no time to love them." ~ Mother Teresa

"Judgments prevent us from seeing the good that lies beyond appearances." ~ Wayne Dyer

"We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path." ~ Paulo Coelho

Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I’m not perfect and do not live to be; but before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.~ Bob Marley

The person who judges has seemingly forgotten all the mistakes they have made, and the grace they wished others had given to them at that time. ~ me (Kelly Berg)

Only a kind person is able to judge another justly and to make allowances for his weaknesses. A kind eye, while recognizing defects, sees beyond them. ~ Lawrence G. Lovasik

Beauty is in the eye of...

Little girls and makeup. sigh.

What's the allure? That mommy does it? Every little girl can't wait until she can wear makeup. Mine not to be excluded.

I know it's supposed to be "beautiful"... but to me this just looks scary. LOL

Poor baby

My sad little boy found a blankie on the floor and got comfy. Poor baby.

When I was a small child  I remember being sick and laying in bed or on a couch and wiggling my foot. A sort of pent up energy, I suppose. I didn't want to move otherwise, but that foot just needed to wiggle. (No, I did not have ADHD even remotely.) When you're a kid, and sick for a few days, there's still energy to burn, I guess. 

My wittle Wookie is not feeling well. Fever and cough and just wants to be held by mama. I happily oblige. It's kind of nice, all the cuddling and being needed for comfort that mama gives best. But since he's normally a boy on the go these days, he must still have that energy to burn. He's been a little chatterbox, as I held him today, and he worked out his energy by kicking my leg. I just smiled. 

He was totally out until I took this picture. Darned flash!

LMFELMO

You have GOT to see this.

Once I stopped laughing, I totally jammed out.

Awweeeeesssooooommmmeeeeee!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWF86D_UNxc&feature=colike

I just wanna know how they got Mr Noodle to do that.

I promise, it'll make your day.