Trust life

Trust life, and it will teach you, in joy and sorrow, all you need to know. – James Baldwin

I will try my best to give thanks for gifts strangely, painfully, beautifully wrapped. – Rebecca Wells

Heavy-hearted today.

Flash forward 8 years

The phone rang tonight.

It was for Grace. It was Andrew, the 7 year old grandson of my in-laws’ next-door-neighbors in Florida. I guess Grace and Andrew really bonded during her Florida trip in March. He was calling to “say hi.”

Yikes.

Sadly she was not here, so she will call him back, but … wow.

Not ready!!!

A million ways to be a good mother

“The most important thing she’d learned over the years was that there was no way to be a perfect mother and a million ways to be a good one.” – Jill Churchill

I also like this comment by Carl Honore, author of Under Pressure: Rescuing Our Children from the Culture of Hyper-Parenting:

“To me, Slow parenting is about bringing balance into the home. Children need to strive and struggle and stretch themselves, but that does not mean childhood should be a race. Slow parents give their children plenty of time and space to explore the world on their own terms. They keep the family schedule under control so that everyone has enough downtime to rest, reflect and just hang out together. They accept that bending over backwards to give children the best of everything may not always be the best policy. Slow parenting means allowing our children to work out who they are rather than what we want them to be.”

I’d never refer to myself as balanced or slow-moving (more like wildly unbalanced and frenetically moving – including an injury this week from walking down the hall at the office. yes, I am that coordinated) but this description of parenting philosophy really feels right to me. Perhaps I try so hard at this with my children in an attempt to make up for what I know is a keen personal void. Who knows. I liked the quote.

Trying my best here, in the still-freezing-cold early spring.

Quotes

Quotes from the weekend:

Whit: “It’s bad to honk.”

Grace: “No, it’s okay to honk. Like sometimes if the driver in the car in front of you at a red light is on their blackberry and they don’t notice the light is green so you honk to let them know the light is green.”

Whit, handed a palm from Palm Sunday service by Nana: “It’s a lightsaber!”

Hannah: “I’m going to be a mommy when I grow up. I’m going to drop my kids off at school.”

A spring Saturday


Tabblo: Saturday April 4th 2009

Grace, Whit and I went to Wild Child in Arlington to visit my friend Dana Klein (store owner), get photographs taken (she had a photographer there today), and make a couple of small purchases. Grace’s American Girl doll came along for the ride. … See my Tabblo>