Monday, May 21, 2012

My kids begged

Now that I have two tweens the big reading rage has struck them like love sick puppies. OK, maybe not love sick but reading is one of their loves. So after my father in law read the Suzanne Collins book, Hunger Games, my middle schooler jumped when he left the book. She read it fast and then she insisted to read the other two books in the series. Then her little brother read the first book in the series followed by Zeus reading the series. I refused just as the premise sounded revolting to me.

So when the movie opened I did promise Zero we would take her to see it, but I was not thrilled about it. I had been able to put her off for several weeks until she found out that it was coming to the base theater. Then I had no excuse. So off we went, Zeus, me and all 4 munchkins.

I was irritated before the 20 minute point. Seriously, kids killing kids for fun. Kids killing kids for a show. Kids killing kids to bring in numbers. Are you kidding me? Disgusting. What made it worse was the fact that those kids had to face obstacles that the government deemed good for the show. Disturbing. Oh she's going the wrong way lets start a forest fire to make her go back. Angering.
I was so frustrating, angry and disappointed by this concept after we left. WOW, This blows my mind and definitely has me questioning really what our kids are reading. Its a far cry from Harry Potter. Its a nothing like classic stories we read in middle school.

I will not be reading the series nor will I be watching any future movies. I am ashamed this series is so big with young people. Ewwww.

For me I'm outraged with the whole idea. Purely an idea so hateful it not worth anymore of my time.

Friday, May 11, 2012

WHO ARE YOU? WHO AM I?

Today someone asked me something interesting, they asked who would you be if you did not have your children? Wow, that was tough. I was not really sure what to say, because frankly I have never really taken the time to think about that thought. From a very young age I wanted children. I wanted to raise them to be productive citizens. However, I never thought about if I couldn't have children what or where would I be. Man, that's a tough question. That's hard to think about because that really is the past. But the general idea that I take from it is who are you? Who am I? What am I? Ummm, now that's a tough one to swallow for sure. I asked Zeus that question tonight, Do my kids define me? He just said I am a failure without my kids. Yeah, he's sarcastic but it actually hit me like a bullet. Am I really a failure without children? I sure hope not. I think I am on the right path that God lead me down. However, I'll never know what I'm suppose to be without children because I have 4 beautiful children that need a Mommy and I have been entrusted with that amazing job and title.  I'd imagine many people think these same thoughts but to intentionally think those thoughts is not fun or easy that's for sure. Mere minutes after tears welled up in my eyes from Zeus' snide comment I decided I need to pick up a book A sent me a few days ago. I just needed a reason to pick it up and this person's questioning today gave me that reason. I sat down in my fluffy, OK not so fluffy, rocking recliner, you know the one I rocked all 4 babies in and untied the gold ribbon and read the foreword, introduction and acknowledgments. I was hooked or maybe just curious, whatever the case, I turned it to today's date, May 8. Well would you lookie there, Today's meditation is about  Loving Yourself. Seriously, God, I'm listening. No really, I'm listening. Don't you find it amazing the words that are placed before us just when we need them. It just boggles me how this happens, and lately how frequently it's been happening. Whatever the reason today's meditation starts off, No matter what, love yourself.  It continues and to share other ideas and then the last line says No matter if you aren't certain where you're going or if there's anyplace left to go, love yourself.  Unbelievable.

So tonight I sit here thinking about the words set before me. I wonder who I am and what I will continue to be throughout the rest of my life. I wonder if I can touch one person or many people? I wonder if I will make a name for myself and not just four peoples Mommy and some strange, sarcastic guys wife. What I do know is that I am me, and I do what's best for my family and what makes me happy. I will wonder about all the unknowns but not worry. Wondering is good but knowing what's right here in front of me is better. Blessings to all of you that you do not define yourself based on your things, your car, your house, your family or lack of any of these. You make you and with God's help and giving him the keys,  your path will be written.

Blessings

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Line Drive

So Zeus and I are coaching 2 baseball teams this year. We have a 5/6 T-ball team for Ziggy, and then a kid pitch team for Zero, Omega and Zulu. It is lots of fun and there are many surprises along the way too. Some not so fun. Like Saturday for instance. We had practice Saturday morning while it was well over 90 out. Zeus thought we should split the older kids into three groups and coach different stations at the same time. Not a problem. Or so I thought. I decided I wanted to coach the batting. Each kid was going to get to hit about 7 pitches. We had two new children on the team and neither of them had ever played baseball before. So I thought it would take a little while for them to make contact with a ball having never done it before. Boy was I wrong. The oldest one batted first. I lined up all the balls, walked out several paces from the plate and threw the first pitch. Low and behold he hit it. I was thrilled and terrified all at the same time. He hit that ball straight at me. I did not have a glove on because it was being used as the plate. So I had nothing to protect me from the blazing ball heading my direction. They really was not much reaction time either, remember I said blazing. Yeah, that ball was moving and fast. It decided it would go right through me. My leg just got in the way. Everyone in the stands that saw it all said the same thing OHHHHHHHHHHHHH, in synchro all at the same time. It must of looked extremely bad. It burned like a son of a gun at that one. I laughed it off and told the little boy if he hit me again he was running the bases. He apologized repeatedly. But after 3 days this is what my leg looks like today.



Yep, its been a bit on the painful side the last few days. I guess I learned, no matter how many years or lack of years a child has played in sports they may turn up to be superstars from day one and let you have it.
The things we do for the kids we love.