|Brandon decided to ask the little girls to help him with a vinyl project he was doing for a programmers' meeting he'll be attending. It was priceless to see them wadding up the scraps and passing them carefully to one another, helping their daddy.|
My words, if not chosen carefully, can break a child's resolve, or bolster it. The first semester of school is drawing to a close. On the days I was under stress, if I communicated it at all in the way I taught my children, our home became a tangled ball of anxiety. On the other hand, on days there was stress, but I gave it up, prayed with the kids and forged on, there was a certain peace that prevailed. When I take it personally that the kids could care less about doing place value, or that they are bickering when we should be learning, things go downhill. But when I choose to remove myself a little, and see that these are normal things, life goes on, and a day that could have been ruined by hurtful words is instead salvaged.
|On our last day of photo class we had a party. It was fun to see the kids so relaxed.|
|Jill, my co-teacher, can't have chocolate chips. These were from her cookie. It made me think about the little morsels of goodness we left in the kids' minds regarding photography. I hope the things we taught will continue to inspire them.|
|During our Scrabble game. By this time Levi had given up and Saraiah had taken about ten other games out of the game closet. You should have seen the chaos that was the aftermath of our little Scrabble game!|
I am learning to combat this mentality by trying my hardest to understand what they're trying to explain to me. It is important to them that I sit with them so I am learning to sit, instead of constantly being busy. These are the times that the snuggles, the sweet confidences, and the boisterous exclamations of love happen. This discipline is a daily challenge for me, to be here in my house not just with my body, but with my mind, my eyes and my heart. I am trying to learn about the things they love, and allowing them to show them to me. Today, I learned what a "natural" note is from my daughter. My son shared his cozy blanket with me because I was cold and actually sat down near him. My baby girl told me I was the "best mom ever" just because I picked her up and hugged her.
Why is it that our country is so backwards in this very obvious way? I'm sure it has something to do with corporations and the powerful say they have in our government. I'm glad that people are now recognizing the dangers of GMOs and are fighting for the right to know what we're putting into our bodies. I've written to our legislators to encourage them to back the labeling bill. This is how we can make a difference in little things...if our legislators are inundated with communication from their constituents, they cannot deny the desire we have for change. If we choose to buy organic and non GMO foods, grow our own and support others who do the same, we can change the system. We live in a democracy! We vote with our dollars and our actions. This is our right.
It's the little things that compound to become the most important things of all. Let's be reminded of that in all facets of our lives. We will become more trustworthy people when we back our words with our actions. We'll become the people we were created to be.
Article explaining the legislation in Olympia