These are letters to Jack, my son, and my daughter, Audrey. You have given me the gift of motherhood. This is just a little gift back. I want to share my experiences with you of your childhood from my perspective of watching you grow - of being your Mom.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

The Grass is Always Greener...


I was looking back on the pictures from the Christmas that we just had and noticing the international readership of this blog. There are times when I go to the map and see where people are signing in from to take a peek into our lives and I think - what do they think when they see these pictures? Are we sparking international anti-American feelings when I post these pictures and detail the good fortune that is our lives?

The purpose of this blog, of course, is for you to look back on your childhood and feel like you know a bit what it was like to be a part of those memories that you may have no recollection of later on in life. Preserving the past and letting you know yourself when you were very young.

In the meantime, I realize that the portrayal of this experience through the eyes of our friend, Paul, from India will look quite different than through the eyes of family that live right next door. (We love you, Paul!)

And there is always greener grass, too. I was reading our Christmas cards from family and friends and found in particular that reading about our cousins in Connecticut and Virginia - I found myself thinking how do they do that? when I read about their international travels and their partnership statuses in agencies when they are younger than me.

I guess that's the thing. The grass is always going to be greener and circumstances are always different because no one comes from the same places. People come from different backgrounds and there are different styles of living, etc. You just can't compare them. If you do, you wind up unhappy and - honestly, when you look at your life - don't you feel lucky? If you have health, friends and family that love you, and a future that you look forward to - there isn't anything better, is there?

Now - because it's my nature to be absurd, I am going to post about a very benign topic just to be ..... well.... me.

The topic is your apple eating technique. Yeah - that's right. Your APPLE EATING TECHNIQUE.

Buckle up, Jack. This is going to be some nail-biting, edge of your seat exciting posting to follow!

Truly, though. It is an art form.

It's like you can't take a bite right next to the previous bite. It's spaced out all the way around the apple until there is no more room and the little nibbles start to run together like the beginning drips of a rainfall.

You call Apples "balls" because they are round and ask for one virtually anytime they appear on television.

You know those cartoons where the characters put the entire apple in their mouths and then magically extract the core perfectly? I half expect your technique to evolve into something like that.

Okay - and now I have to go and wash the guilt away of my cute blog posting by drowning myself in highly caffeinated Diet Coke so I can get so hyper that I manage to finish a full day of work in the next couple of hours because I miss you too much to stay one minute past my designated end of the work day.

For those of you that are reading this and hating me, I understand and I'm sorry. If it helps any - I currently have a hell of a painful hangnail. Serves me right!



Here are some art projects that you did recently related to a Pet theme in your room.

Here is a paw print painting you made:

And here is a pet collage you made:

And a painting you made:

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