Sunday, May 23, 2010
Um, no Mrs. Flores. They don't. Maybe things like this happen in YOUR dysfunctional house where it's okay that your children roam around, during all hours of the night (when they should be safely tucked in bed), unattended and unsafe from harms like city buses. Shame on you. I don't blame DCFS for conducting a serious investigation on the wellbeing of your children.
I'm not perfect. Lord knows I make mistakes. And I'm certainly not saying that I won't have times where I screw up. But this is big. It really makes me angry that there are people out there that are blessed with children and they're so careless, while the person next door can't have children and would be a far more superior parent. I just don't get it.
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Monday, May 17, 2010
You continue to flip your wrist toward your mouth, as if you’re trying to conduct an orchestra.. I think you do it when you’re trying to tell me you want milk. I’m serious!! I think you’re trying to communicate! I read in a sign language book that babies will make up their own signs. You’re sooo smart Ava!! It’s very cute. Here's a clip of you doing it while in Florida... Pay no attention to your Dad's perverse attempts with the camera!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
A very big thank you to my dear friend Marjorie for sharing this poem with me. I am ashamed to admit it, but I now value Mother's Day so much more, now that I know how much work it truly is... work indeed, yet the reward is better than any other. Now that I will be celebrating my very first Mother's Day, I feel it is necessary to celebrate my own Mother.... that for many years received no thank-you's or pats on the back for how incredible she was to overcome the daily struggles that came at her, smiling through all the heartache and sadness of my Dad's illness(es). Despite it all, she always had a way of making everything "OK".
Happy Mother's Day to my wonderful, beautiful, strong, happy, supportive & loving Mom- Norma Jean Bower. I love you more every day and strive to be at least 1/2 of the Mother that you are to me... Ava Jean could only be so lucky. I could NOT ask for more. Thank you.