if i don't blog this, i will forget...so i must. a conversation i had with my capricious daughter while driving home today:
emma: what does green mean, mama?
me: green means go; what does red mean?
emma: red means stop.
me: what does yellow mean?
emma: *yelling* it's not yellow mama, it's orange!
me: it's not orange, it's yellow.
emma: NO IT'S NOT, IT'S ORANGE!
me: ok, then what does orange mean?
emma: orange means crash.
me: um, ok sweetie, it means crash.
wanted to avoid a meltdown, you see. where does she learn these things? you gotta love the 3- year old mind...sigh.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
hoppy (belated) easter!
new 'do
when you have a little girl, you know this is going to happen...
the only reason she cried was because of my scream of shock. i have to admit, though, i love the new 'do.
you're just not sure when.
need i say more?
the only reason she cried was because of my scream of shock. i have to admit, though, i love the new 'do.
Monday, April 13, 2009
hero
i've been so bad at blogging, and i've got to do a better job at doing this...sometimes i have to remember it doesn't have to be perfect, just as long as the memory, my thoughts, my feelings, are recorded.
i've been wanting to blog about this for a while now...
i recently attending a funeral for a friend, florence bacong choe. it was one of those events that made me stop, think, and reevaluate. not that i have a jaded view of life, but sometimes it takes moments like these to kick you into gear and be truly grateful for what we have - another day. her memorial was so moving. i never felt so much respect for the military as i did that day. she was such a testament to the united states military, to mothers, to the modern day woman. i felt incredibly privileged to be able to be there to honor her life.
isn't that odd that my dad was in the navy for half his life and i never saw him as such a...hero. maybe because i always resented the military for sending him away? maybe it's because i felt he was always safe? i always took for granted i received a free college education because he had a 10% disability, but now i realize how much it truly cost.
i've been wanting to blog about this for a while now...
i recently attending a funeral for a friend, florence bacong choe. it was one of those events that made me stop, think, and reevaluate. not that i have a jaded view of life, but sometimes it takes moments like these to kick you into gear and be truly grateful for what we have - another day. her memorial was so moving. i never felt so much respect for the military as i did that day. she was such a testament to the united states military, to mothers, to the modern day woman. i felt incredibly privileged to be able to be there to honor her life.
isn't that odd that my dad was in the navy for half his life and i never saw him as such a...hero. maybe because i always resented the military for sending him away? maybe it's because i felt he was always safe? i always took for granted i received a free college education because he had a 10% disability, but now i realize how much it truly cost.
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