Children and fear, Charleston and moving Random Friday

Imagine your life wholly untouched by angst. What if faith, not fear,

was your default reaction to threats? If you could hover a fear magnet

over your heart and extract every last shaving of dread, insecurity, and

doubt, what would remain? Envision a day, just one day, absent the

dread of failure, rejection, and calamity. Can you imagine a life with no fear?

Max Lucado - Fearless

I have been thinking a lot about fear lately. I have stepped out in faith on some things that have been absolutely scary. Starting my own business meant going for a while without income.

Scary.

Moving to a strange town.

moving again

and again

and yet again.

Is life supposed to be fearful? I don't think so, bu I think it is our first reaction to any situation we are not sure of or appears strange to us. I wonder what would happen if our reaction was faith.

Tasha likes to watch a show called Yo Gabba Gabba. The show positivity irritates me, but it is one of two shows she will really sit and watch. Not to mention sing to and with, do the dance movements then spend 5 minutes telling me all about what happened in the show.

One of the "robots named Trudy was afraid of the dark, and the other robots joined to assure her there was nothing to be afraid of the dark. This show made a profound effect on Tasha. Now she is not afraid of the dark, but since yo Gabba Gabba told her it was OK, she was not going to be afraid of the dark. It is amazing how much of an impact a TV show has on a 3 year old, if we realized this more I think we would be more careful what is on in the background.

I was watching a war movie, and Tasha wasn't paying me or the TV any attention, but after she asked me why the men were playing with firecrackers.

But she wasn't scared. But I was, and kicked myself many times that day for making the mistake for thinking for a second her subconscious wasn't paying attention.

I think fear is a learned exercise. Although some fear is good, (fear of strangers, etc) I don't think we want our kids to be fearful all the time.

Maybe just very cautious. But I don't know how you teach this without scaring them.

Tasha is never left alone, not even in the back yard. She doesn't

't know it is because we worry about things, she just knows that Mom, Nanny and uncles Eric are always there for her.

Do we tell her about the bad people who might reach over the fence and take her away.

The very interesting thing is, even 20 years ago these were not fears we had, kids played in the backyard, or on the front porch.

Polly Klaas's abductor had not made it unsafe for kids to even go to bed at night.

Are you afraid ?

Tasha and the pizza man

The phone was raining yesterday evening and I told Tasha to answer it, because I knew it was her mom, Tasha picked it up and then immediately returned it to it's cradle. She looked at me and said , well Pizza's here! Apparently that's more important then mom. She ran to the door opened it and said: Hello Pizza man! Do you think she likes Pizza?

I am moving my blog to Wordpress next week, I hope all of you will follow.

It is cloudy and overcast in Charleston, I like days like this. It is what I call a thinking day or even a reading day. I can do both.

I hope for you it is a wonderful day.

And so it goes...

Angel

Not me Monday

The winner of my giveaway is Debbie from "On the refridgerator door" Debbie Congratulations and thank you for entering my giveaway. I emailed the information you need for geting your AVOn..
Now to my little Not me stuff...

I did not lock the keys in the truck at FAmily Dollar. I had to pop the rear door, climb over into the back seat, reach over the front seat and pop the locks, because of child proof locks in the back. The people in the white SUV next to me had a blast.

I did not spray over cleaner all over the oven then forget to clean it. I know our old landlord loved that!

I did not spend two hours getting a nice blaze going on a pile of leaves I was buring only to have a Charleston monsoon put it out in 10 seconds.

I did not give Tasha a peanut butter sandwich for dinner, because I had sprayed the oven and couldn't cook.

I did not, even though Denise and I promised ourselves we wouldn't do this, spend the last few hours of our move stuffing last minute items into garbage bags, and small boxes; we now have s significant amout of misc bags and boxes to go through.

I did not dance to Stayin' alive with Tasha, then turn to the toddler music channel and sing silly songs with her. (see a pattern emerging?)

I did not on my first night in the new house do battle with Charleston's famous flying roaches as they dashed out of the chiminey and flew through the living room.

I did not spray oven cleaner on them, and bleach cleaner before smashing them with my shoe.

I did not let Tasha stay up late and watch Noggin as a treat because we have gone three months without television.

I did not rush in here( new houe) and put up the computer first thing so I could go on Facebook..talk about being addicted....

for more Not me Mondays...visit Mcmama......

Almost moving day, sort of

We have been in the process of moving for two weeks, trying to be organized, packing some everyday, but somehow it seems when it comes down to the day, nothing is done.

I am sitting here with boxes everywhere, while Denise is out getting the hitch for her Bravada, so we can get a trailer and start to load, simple ,right?

Well, as you all know simple is relative and this is me I am talking about so, of course we have issues.

Walmart, who has ever since I worked for them carried trailer hitch, is out of stock. So Denise s driving around looking for one we can afford since our budget was based on walmarts price.

Tasha is dancing to Barney, and has decided she is a princess today. Princesses dance, and laugh and sing, right where Nanny is packing glasses.

Well all wells that ends well, We shall see how the saga goes, tomorrow is Shannon from Welcome to the nuthouse's iinterview Shannon is one of my favorite people, and she is sooo funny..

We're going to find out if she really does live in a nut house....and who the Head nut is,

Everyone have a good Tuesday..I hall be off Wednesday until Wednesday night, so have a good humnp day as well...