Archive for the Tag 'parenting'

Nov 04 2009

Posted by under Feel Good,Reality,Tips

Pay Attention


  
WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING
 
A message every adult should read because children 
are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say. 
 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang my 
first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately 
wanted to paint another one.
 
 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a 
stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind 
to animals. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make my
favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little 
things can be the special things in life. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a 
prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always 
talk to, and I learned to trust in Him. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you make a 
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I 
learned that we all have to help take care of each other. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you take care 
of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have 
to take care of what we are given. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw how you 
handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't 
feel good, and I learned that I would have to be 
responsible when I grow up. 

 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come 
from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things 
hurt, but it's all right to cry. 
 
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw that you 
cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be. 
 
When you thought I wasn't looking I learned most of 
life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and 
productive person when I grow up. 
 
When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and 
wanted to say,'Thanks for all the things I saw when 
you thought I wasn't looking.' 
 
I AM SENDING THIS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE I KNOW
WHO DO SO MUCH FOR OTHERS,   
BUT THINK THAT NO ONE EVER SEES. 
LITTLE EYES SEE A LOT . 
 
Each of us (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, teacher, friend) 
influences the life of a child.. 
 
How will you touch the life of someone today? Just by 
sending this to someone else, you will probably make 
them at least think about their influence on others. 
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

1 Comment »

Apr 21 2009

Posted by under Humor

SOMEBODY IS RAISING THEIR KID RIGHT….

SOMEBODY IS RAISING THEIR KID RIGHT!

One Nation, ‘Under God.’

One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a

classroom. The teacher was going to explain

evolution to the children. The teacher asked

a little boy: Tommy do you see the tree

outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass

outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see

if you can see the sky.

TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes

later) Yes, I saw the sky.

TEACHER: Did you see God up there?

TOMMY: No.

TEACHER: That’s my point. We can’t see

God because he isn’t there. Possibly he just

doesn’t exist.

A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the

boy some questions.

The teacher agreed and the little girl asked

the boy: Tommy, do you see the tree

outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass

outside?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the

teacher?

TOMMY: Yes

LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?

TOMMY: No

LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we

were taught today in school, she possibly

may not even have one!

(You Go Girl!)

‘FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT’

II CORINTHIANS 5:7

6 Comments »

Nov 24 2008

Posted by under Feel Good,Humor,Reality

WORRY

Subject: WORRY

 

 

A friend sent this to me and I thought ya’ll would enjoy it.

 

WORRY

 

Is there a magic cutoff period when offspring become accountable for their

own actions? Is there a wonderful moment when parents can become detached

spectators in the lives of their children and shrug, "It’s their life," and

feel nothing?

 

When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital corridor waiting for

doctors to put a few stitches in my son’s head. I asked, "When do you stop

worrying?"

 

The nurse said, "When they get out of the accident stage."  My Mom/Dad just

smiled faintly and said nothing.

 

When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little chair in a classroom and heard

how one of my children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, and was

headed for a career making license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher

said, "Don’t worry, they all go through this stage and then you can sit

back, relax and enjoy them."  My Mom/Dad just smiled faintly and said

nothing.

 

When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime waiting for the phone to ring,

the cars to come home, the front door to open.  A friend said, "They’re

trying to find themselves. Don’t worry, in a few years, you can stop

worrying. They’ll be adults."  My Mom/Dad just smiled faintly and said

nothing.

 

By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being vulnerable.  I was still

worrying over my children, but there was a new wrinkle.  There was nothing I

could do about it.  My Mom/Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.  I

continued to anguish over their failures, be tormented by their frustrations

and absorbed in their disappointments.

 

My friends said that when my kids got married I could stop worrying and lead

my own life.  I wanted to believe that, but I was haunted by my Mom/Dad’s

warm smile and their occasional, "You look pale. Are you all right?  Call me

the minute you get home.  Are you depressed about something?"

 

Can it be that parents are sentenced to a lifetime of worry?  Is concern for

one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of human frailties

and the fears of the unknown?  Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that

elevates us to the highest form of life?

 

One of my children became quite irritable recently, saying to me, "Where

were you? I’ve been calling for 3 days, and no one answered.  I was

worried!"

 

I smiled a warm smile.  The torch has been passed.

 

 

PASS IT ON TO OTHER WONDERFUL PARENTS

(And also to your children. That’s the fun part)

1 Comment »

Nov 22 2008

Posted by under Humor

THANKSGIVING DIVORCE

A man in Phoenix calls his son in New  York the day before Thanksgiving and says," I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough." 
   
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.  "We  can’t stand 
the sight of each other any longer," the father says.  "We’re  sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister  in Chicago and tell  her." 
   
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.  "Like heck 
they’re getting divorced," she shouts, "I’ll take care of  this." 
   
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams  at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced.  Don’t do a single thing  until I get there.  I’m 
calling my brother back, and we’ll both be there  tomorrow.  Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs  up. 
   
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.  "Okay,"  he says, "they’re coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own  way."  

1 Comment »

Next »

E-Mail from Grandma - Blogged