KIds, Kids, Kids, Gotta love them...

Kids are great.
My child is great.
My neighbors children, they are great too.
You can put them all in the same room until about age 4 or 5 things are great...all the kids get along and life is great
Then...
They get personalities, a little older and things aren't so great...not in the getting along department that is.
It would seem that it is a huge mystery. Huge. Massive. Big, Big, Mystery!
They are all fighting and not getting along. You ask why...
The reply...
"I don't know" and we let that fly. (we being the adults a.k.a. parents)
Now if it is physical or loud and nasty, we don't let it fly...
But, I do love the answer "I don't know".
As an adult, just think what and how we could use this accepted answer to our advantage.
Question: Why didn't you come to work today? Answer: I don't know.
Question: Why didn't you take me out like you said you would? Answer: I don't know.
Just let your imagination go on how these 3 words could change your life (providing it really was an acceptable answer.)
You could do wonderful things just for the heck of it. Why? I don't know.
You could do not so wonderful things (Nothing really bad now) and not go to jail. Why? I don't know.
Well, ok, that may work for some kids sometimes. But, I think that they do indeed know and they just aren't wanting to share this information for a sole purpose. They are gonna get in trouble. What a gimmick and we fall for it over and over.
Then there are the "not my child" Mom's that don't think that their child's halo has a ding or 20 in it. I know my daughters halo is damaged.
I do know why I am writing this.
The last few days I have been handed so many "I don't know's" about things that I do know that the answer is known. I want the truth. What a refreshing way to think about it.
Ask a kid why and get the truth. What a novel thought. I guess that I am not going to hold my breath though. I do hope that it happens sooner than later.
God help me when she becomes a teenager.
Why did I write all this...
You guessed it. "I don't know..."
Til next time,
Just me

I am not the Botanical Grim Reaper after all!

It’s here.

Spring. But, the heat index tells me it is summer. I am so a winter person.

In addition to the allergies that have come upon us lately. I was walking in the door and what do I see? The first rose on the rose bush that I thought that I had killed last fall. (I scalped, I mean pruned everything with in an inch of its life with no idea what I was doing)

But, in spite of my pruning efforts, it would see that everything is budding and thriving very well.

Normally, any plant life dies when I walk by. I must have achieved my goal when I got “bulletproof” plants to put here when we moved in.  They are doing great!
Now, if there was only a way for the grass to grow to a certain height and just stay that long. Even grow, get 1(yes, one) mowing and that would be it. That truly would be the ticket.

Until next time…

Just me

MEET MY OLD FRIEND AND INSPRITION THE CHICKENHAWK!

This is a friend that I have had for a long time. Henry H. Chickenhawk.

I like him as well as my pal Marvin the Martian.

The thing that these 2 guys have in common that I would very much like to have is this that they may get beat down all the time, but, they come right back fighting with a good attitude. (Ok, the idea here isn’t too fight!)

The point of their personalities is that they always have that “winning” attitude. That “I can do it and no one is going to stop me” attitude.

We all get “knocked down” and how we respond is our own choice.

I am going to be doing my very best to respond like my pal here. Come right back with that “I can do it” attitude. It is going to take some work, but, “I can do it!”

Short, but, sweet.

Until next time…

Just Me