Heaven Help Me!

What if the saints wrote conversation hearts?

For a good chuckle see this page with some very good ones!

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Gone are the days when Mom or Dad could send a kid outside for hours on end, telling them, “See you for dinner!”

Today’s kids are way too technologically advanced to even think about it.

Being connected, sometimes literally, to all sorts of  ”devices” makes it hard for kids to get away from their parents. Well, for safety reasons, these days that’s probably not a bad idea.

However, once in a while, there’s the parent that needs a couple quiet hours who would appreciate some time away from their kids. As in my case tonight, husband and I sent the kids downstairs to play in the basement for a couple hours of R & R.

I would have loved to have a basement when I was growing up like my kids have! With its indoor playground features, and multiple spaces to curl up and read a book or do art projects, I couldn’t conceive they’d get bored down there.

Until I turned on my computer to work on lesson plans, when suddenly I noticed my daughter was “online” and apparently ready to come upstairs.

“Hi Mom, we’re hungry”, her text message said.

So, thanks to today’s technology, parents and kids are not quite as inaccessible to one another as they used to be. Remember life before answering machine and cell phones?

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The girls are playing army guys. My twelve year old son, John, just turned to me and said,

“Hey, Mom, it’s so humiliating! The girls are using the army guys to make a petting zoo!”

I said, “You mean there’s no war or battle going on?”

John replies, “No, just a zoo. That’s it.”

Suddenly, two year old Teresa walks by with the army guys storage bag and we overhear her say, “Now, I am going to put these animals in my purse.”

I turn to John, “Now, it’s really over.”

We nod in agreement.

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The girls have been coloring furiously, now that I have notified them that school will start next Monday. They usually like to color together, ask each other to pass “______” color, and talk about which color would look best for their drawings.

Also recently, I have introduced skim milk to our family’s refrigerator. My kids are amazed that one can buy milk in four different percentages of fat, with corresponding colored tops, including skim milk with its light blue cap.

Certainly this must be the motivating factor for Teresa’s cute remark this morning at breakfast. Asking the children if they wanted “milk or water” to drink, Teresa responded, “Mommy, I want skin color milk!”

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For the past month, I have been trying to solve a mystery in our home. It is one that no one will confess to. In this situation, I like to blame it on the escape artist named, “Not me”.

This is what I have found on our bathroom mirror repeatedly over the past month:

It is a handprint. It seems to be small, but then it streaks downwards to make it appear larger. It always appears in this pattern. I have asked all the children who did it. I tried to compare the handprint to each child’s hand size. I frickin’ even measured the kids hands with a ruler and studied the unique one-of-a-kind swirl mark on the fingertips of the imposed mark! (Amazing that I spend all this time doing this, but it’s really annoying that one of my kids won’t fess up! Grrrrr!)

No one admits to it.

It reminds me a little bit of this:

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Brad Pitt from the cover of Wired magazine - August 2009

My husband - from the Windy City

A funny parody!

(But besides also being a father to a large family, I’m guessing that’s where the similarities end).

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