Life’s Love Moments
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Love comes in all shapes and sizes.
Kitty size too…
Whatever the shape, whatever the size… share your love.
Happy Heart Day!
Dogs are like children. Fun, but a lot of work. But just like my kids, I wouldn’t want to live my life without my dogs.
When I had just one dog, it was relatively easy. Then we adopted a 2nd dog and it was more fun and a bit more work for me. Last year I accidentally rescued a 3rd dog and my once calm house turned into a crazy zoo! Sure they are all cute, but it’s a zoo.
An example of the daily zoo-like chaos occurred yesterday when my 8-year-old neighbor unexpectedly knocked on our front door. Unexpected visitors and 3 dogs are not a good combination. One dog barks, the other 2 assume there is a murderer at the front door and they all go into “attack mode”. Basically, chaos erupts.
Through the barking, my neighbor told me she had come over to see if my daughter wanted to go to her house for a playdate. I was starting to make dinner so I told my daughter she could go over for a ½ hour but that she needed to come back for our “make your own pizza” night. I had the dough and all the ingredients already out on the counter. Each of my kids was going to personalize their own pizza.
My daughter went out the front door, and suddenly my middle dog lunged out the door at the neighbor. He didn’t try to hurt her, but he jumped on her and suddenly I see feathers everywhere. His nails had sliced a hole right down the back of her goose down jacket. She started spinning around and feathers flew out. Which made my dog go bananas. She began to run, and he chased the feathers.
I ran after both of them, hoping my dog didn’t think he was chasing an actual goose! Eventually, my neighbor and my daughter got out of our yard and past where my dog could run. Safe.
I walked back into my house with my dog, laughing about the scene. All those feathers flying. Me yelling, the 2 girls hysterically laughing. Wait a minute. I stopped abruptly. I realized I now owed my neighbor a new down coat! UGH.
I opened my front door and I immediately sensed something was wrong. My house was quiet. Where were my other 2 dogs? Silence. Surely they witnessed that scene outside. But they were quiet.
I walked into my kitchen and found them. Quiet as could be. Eating everything I had put out on the counter for dinner. E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G. The pizza dough, the sauce, the cheese, the pepperoni, the mushrooms. All of it was gone. Well, not completely gone, there were crumbs everywhere.
And it was at that precise moment that I decided to sell all 3 dogs on eBay. Really cheap. Don’t let the cute faces fool you! They are EVIL.
Happy Hannukah, Merry Christmas, Joyous Kwanza… However you celebrate the holidays, I wish you the happiest holiday with your family and friends!
I remember one holiday season, a very long time ago. I was driving out of the local mall’s parking lot on December 23rd. Yes, too late to worry about shopping. I have since learned my lesson and wouldn’t attempt the mall after the 22nd!
The traffic and crowds that day were a nightmare. I was in my car and trying to turn left out of the parking lot, and not one single car let me turn. 15 minutes went by. I should add that it was in New Jersey, where I also once got chased by a Hummer-driving, baseball-bat wielding housewife. I had made the “mistake” of beeping my car horn when the light turned green and I knew she didn’t see it turn. But she did move… to jump out and come running to my car with a baseball bat! But that’s another story for another time….
The mall on that December 23rd… or as my son calls it – “Christmas Eve Eve”, was a zoo. Not one person let me turn left. Then suddenly, a nice lady waved to me. “Go ahead” she mouthed to me. “THANK YOU”, I yelled. Completely shocked and happy that out of 500 cars, there was actually one kind person who decided to let me out of the parking lot, I proceeded to pull out.
SCREEECH!…………… Horns beeped, Cars whizzed by, Middle fingers raised. Okay, apparently, I shouldn’t merge into traffic on such a busy day. I was so flustered – one person let me out, then the next driver flipped me the bird. I was dumbfounded. Had they forgotten it’s the holidays? Good will to men, and all. I think they forgot.
So I rolled down my window and yelled, REALLY LOUDLY,
Then I laughed. I realized it had gotten to me too. The stress, the holiday chaos. All of it. And the laughter was all I needed to be reminded there is so much more to the holidays than presents and stress.
A couple months ago, my 4th grader played a soccer game against the 4th grade Newtown, Connecticut soccer team.
Newtown, Connecticut. Our neighbors. It’s a beautiful and charming New England town. Also the home of Sandy Hook, where one of the country’s worst mass shootings occurred. Sadly that’s how the world knows Newtown now.
Being a mother of a first grader at the time of the tragedy, and also having friends in Sandy Hook who knew many of the affected families… that day hasn’t left my mind much in the past 3 years. I have experienced so many moments of incomprehensible disbelief. The “why’s” and “how’s” and the other thoughts are often on my mind as I watch my daughter grow up, knowing that a group of her peers weren’t able to. There are really no words though “heartbreaking” comes to mind often.
I remember my daughter’s 1st-grade class gave an end-of-the-year performance the Spring following the tragedy, and it was heartwrenching. All I thought about, watching the children in her class, was that sweet 1st-grade class in a nearby town. Stolen from their families.
That soccer game on a recent sunny September afternoon was heartbreaking once again. The Newtown 4th graders, some of the kids from Sandy Hook Elementary School, played a soccer game against my daughter’s team. I kept my sunglasses on that afternoon because I couldn’t stop the tears, thinking about the kids who should have been there that day. I felt such sadness. 20 precious children who were never given the chance to make it to 4th grade. To play with their friends, to live full lives. The unfairness of it was crushing.
So today, I want to honor those children who should have. They should have been able to do it all, but they can’t because they were taken from this earth, far too soon.
Rest In Peace.. #SandyHookNeverForget
Holiday season is officially here. Which means if you have children, your ELF has returned!
We’ve had an elf for the past 8 years. “Snowflake“. Named by my daughter when she was 2. Last year I lost Snowflake. I completely forgot where I had hidden him after the previous Christmas. I hunted and searched and just couldn’t find him.
So I decided to post on my town Facebook page, asking if anyone had an elf to spare. Luckily, a very nice mom replied. She said that just like me, she had lost their elf the year before and had to buy a new one, only to find the original one soon after. She offered theirs to me for free. I was so grateful since my kids were beginning to get very nervous about why the elf hadn’t returned yet.
So off I went… I picked up our new elf, hidden in a shopping bag on the other mom’s porch. I drove home feeling so happy. Planning in my head how he the elf would show up that night. Perfect! Until, I opened the bag and discovered he had red hair and freckles and looked nothing like our elf, Snowflake. Nothing. UH OH.
So… I made up a story. A good one. Our elf, Snowflake had an accident. He broke his leg and couldn’t fly. So Santa sent us his cousin, “Snowball“. And the kids bought the story. With not a single question.
But wait a minute….
I had no good answer to this.
In some ways, I love Elf. He does encourage the kids to behave well. In other ways, I think he is a ginormous pain in the BUTT. He drives me and most parents crazy.
So how I have decided to compensate for that, is I try to have some fun with him too. Rather than let the whole idea of the elf annoy me, he now entertains me. That’s my advice.. make the elf fun for you too.
Here are some fun (but yes, they are PG-rated) elf ideas…
P.S. By the way, I found “Snowflake” soon after “Snowball” showed up. How I explained that to my kids… is a whole other story!
If your children are like mine, then they probably use electronic devices more often than you’d prefer. My kids have Kindles, iPads, iPods, iPhones, AND laptops. I try to limit screen time, as well as try to encourage the use of educational apps, rather than letting them watch TV shows or movies on their devices. It’s not an easy thing to monitor.
The digital world in which kids are growing up now, presents many new challenges for a mom who didn’t even own a computer until she was 20!
So if you’re like me and aren’t sure how to regulate the use of digital devices by your school age children, this recent survey is very helpful. Thanks to Stop Procrastinating for sharing. Some interesting facts were uncovered as well as some very handy tips. I know I would benefit from a regularly scheduled “digital detox“, so I’m sure my kids can too!
Take a look…
It’s a simple, and fun concept.
Pick a card game…
Play one of those card games with a friend and add water to the face. The result is absolutely hilarious.
Here’s a video to put a smile on your face today. I’m still laughing. (Courtesy: YouTube)
Happy Halloween. It’s not just a holiday for kids. Everyone loves Halloween. Some people go overboard with decorating. Some people construct elaborate costumes. Others dress up their pets! I am an animal lover, so I preface this post with a sincere apology to all the dogs who have been stuffed into Halloween costumes against their will. But I will also say, they are pretty hilarious.
My kids and I had fun collecting our 14 favorite dogs in costumes. We added a bonus cat costume photo too!
And our favorite…
I named my blog “MOMENTS BIG AND SMALL” because that’s what life is all about… moments. Some are big, some are small. But each one matters. Each one counts. Some are absolutely forgettable. Others are ingrained in my heart and soul forever.
I used to think the Big moments were the important ones. I have had several big moments… Graduating high school. Graduating college. Getting engaged. Getting married. Getting offered my first job in TV. The day each of my babies was born.
Those big moments shape us, they define us… I am a college graduate. I am married. I am a mom.
But the older I have gotten, the more important I have realized the Small moments are actually bigger.
The small moments are endless…
That moment when I caught my daughter, no longer arguing with her younger brother, but patiently teaching him something only a big sister can teach.
The moment I sit down on the couch, exhausted after a long day, and my dog races to me, hops on the couch and snuggles with me. Laying across my lap and promptly falling asleep.
That moment I made a first cup of tea for my daughter. She sipped it, and said, “it’s delicious”. It was made just how I like it. Just like my mom made it for me, forty years ago. At that moment, I realized that my mom, through me, has passed a love of something, as simple as a good cup of tea, on to my daughter. Yep, that was a small, but pretty special moment.
The moment I was at a school assembly to see my son perform a poem, and he stood on the stage and he waved and yelled, “HI MOMMY! LOOK, MY MOMMY IS HERE!”. That was a small, but oh so sweet moment.
Yes, the BIG moments are big. And those small, but spectacular moments can be fleeting and easy to miss, but they are truly endless. And truly amazing.
Just remember to keep your eyes open so you notice them.