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Hunting...

Hunting...

I'd like to get everyone's input on what they think about hunting.  I am a hunter.  I love to hunt.  Spending hours in the woods or in a field appeals to me.  I also love the taste of game.  It is my belief that if you hunt it (kill it), you eat it. I respect those who feel that animals should not be killed, but preserved.  I have my arguments, however.  So...what do you all think?  Tell me about your stand on the idea of game hunting.  Have a story to share?  A rant?  All are welcome here.  Please be tactful.


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A night without Noel

A night without Noel

Ok, so we as parents have moments when we wish we could be planted on a deserted island where our nick names are not mama or daddy...right?  Or is this just me?

My plans yesterday were to drop Noel off with Mimi for a sleep over and then enjoy the evening.  As we pulled into the driveway at Mimi's Noel was already happily calling for Mimi.  Happily, until she realized that mommy was going to be pulling out of the driveway without her.  I sent all of Noel's necessities in with my mom (Mimi), hugged and kissed Noel, "mommy loves you" and I was on my way.  Two feet out of the driveway Noel was running after me.  I had to stop and take her through the window of my car for some more hugs and kisses.  Those hugs and kisses  of course did not take away the tears, but I had a friend to meet.  My heart was temporarily broken as I looked in my mirror only to see my baby girl's cry face.

I was sure that Noel would stop crying and have a good time, so I did not turn around.  Instead I kept going and had a very enjoyable evening out with my friend. 

When I arrived home and prepared myself for bed,  I realized that Noel was still with her Mimi.  I felt a little twinge of sadness, because my baby girl wasn't there with me.  I did get to rest with no interruptions and I enjoyed my little break.  I'm glad I don't have breaks every night,  because I'd miss my girl too, too much.

Children go and spend the night with their friends and are made fun of if they get homesick,  what about ME???  I get Noelsick and miss my baby even when I'm supposed to be having a worry free, noise free evening. 

I'm still not putting in my two week notice,   I'll just request a personal day when I need some me time.  Thank you Mimi. :)


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Winter In My Back Yard
Winter In My Back Yard
Autumn leaves baby
Autumn leaves baby
My daughter Noel and I lounging in the hammock.

Outside Your Box

Outside Your Box

Ok, today let's pretend we are all college students (and we are in the same class).  Our professor just announced that our assignment for tomorrow is to think about the political party opposite of our political preference.  The assignment requires that we watch the news like we were registered as that party and find all of the best arguing points for that presidential nominee, so that tomorrow when  we return to class there will be a debate, not for the political party we prefer, but for the opposing.  What strengths and great aspects of that opposing party would you point out?  Do you think you would get a good grade on the assignment?  Or would you be a poor sport and not do it at all? 

 

 


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Literally

Literally

As I walked into the bathroom today, my daughter followed behind me happily chanting "baff" "baff".   She played with her rubber duckies and splashed around in the bubbles for a while and then it was time to wash her up.  Noel loves her "baffs" so I allowed her to play for a while longer.  She stood up and said "mom" "mom" "mama", so I asked her if she was ready to be done.  She shook her head yes,so I took her out of the tub.  While I was drying her hair and putting on her fresh diaper she was already chanting "baff" again. 

I began to ponder on the language of a child.  Sometimes they shake their heads yes, but  mean no.  Sometimes they say no and mean yes.  A lot of times our children have no clue (yet) what is best for them.  Our guidance is what helps them make the right choices. 

If I were to take Noel literally with every shake of her head, I'd be one confused mama.  Isn't it amazing how we don't really need to ask our children,  we already know what they want.  Even before they are old enough to speak.  I am so blessed to have been assigned the position of being a mother.  I won't be putting my two week notice in ,  in fact I have recently been promoted to  Mother who is taken literally. 

  


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