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This is it: Our New Year’s Day Talk

8.28.12

You guys are so awesome. Drew is going to be totally smokin’ in the first grade. Ashlyn is going to be amazing in 3rd grade. And, Evan rules the school. So cool.

Can I talk to you a little? I want to tell you a little story from when I was little. When I was about your age, I used to fight with my big sister, Aunt Megan, a lot. We would play together some, but we did fight a lot. Nanma, my mom, would tell us to be kind and to love each other. But, we still fought. Nanma would tell us we had to be friends because other friends would come and go, but we’d always have each other. We didn’t care too much about that though when she said it.

When I was in the third grade and Aunt Megan was in the fifth grade, I heard some kids making fun of Aunt Megan in the hall. I don’t even think she heard them, but I heard them. And, you know what I did? I yelled at them to stop and told them that if they ever did that again, they’d be sorry. I still remember it even though it was a long time ago.

I don’t expect any of you to be made fun of in school. But, there are a lot of kids there who might not have learned how to treat people kindly. There are a lot of kids there who don’t know God loves them and wants them to love Him and love others. And, when kids don’t know those things, kids can do mean stuff. Even when kids do know these things, they may make bad choices and do mean stuff.

If they do that to one of you, I want you to be there for each other. I know you don’t always agree and get along, but when you are outside this home, you need to remember to take care of each other. That’s the best part of having you all together this year; you can take care of each other. Remember that Nanma was right, just like how Aunt Megan and I always had each other no matter what, you guys always have each other.

And, I also want you to keep your eyes wide open to see when there are kids around you who might not have a brother or sister at school to take care of them. If you see a kid left out at recess, teased because he’s different, or sad because he misses home, be a friend to that kid. Please do what you can to make that kid feel better, even if it just means giving him or her a smile and asking if he or she wants to sit with you or play with you.

…because you all do know God. He lives in your heart. And, you have the chance to show people what God is like simply by being kind to them when they need a little kindness. And, that is really something special to be able to show people God. It’s hard sometimes, but because God lives in us, we can do the hard things.

There are a lot of tests in school–reading tests, spelling tests, math tests. And, we want you to work hard in school and do well on those things. But, it’s okay if you don’t. Really. We want you to know that we care much much more about other types of tests. We care much much more about you learning to be kind and generous and forgiving than we do about you learning math and spelling. We care much much more about you protecting each other and protecting the kids around you who need someone to do that for them.

We want to help you learn those things; in fact, it’s our job to help you learn those things. So, come to us. Tell us when you noticed a chance to be brave and be kind to someone even when it may have been hard. Tell us when you noticed a chance to be kind but didn’t make the right choice. Let us tell you that’s okay and help you think about how to do it next time. There will always be next times for you to try again.

Got it?

We love you. Now, go get ready for bed. You have to get up early again tomorrow.

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
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Hello, Summer

6.8.12

Seems like it really wasn’t that long ago that we were excited about new beginnings, a new year, lots to anticipate…

Now, we’re anticipating the return of some old favorites–lazy mornings, swimming and sprinkles, lots of wii, lots of fun books, ice cream, and flip flops.

Pleased to have you back, Summer. Feel free to stay a while, k?

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180 days minus maybe 5

6.5.12

180 days of school are required. But, once you get to about 175, I wonder if those last 5 days should even be counted.

I officially made field day rounds this week.

Apparently, Drew found his own field day slightly more compelling than his older siblings’ field day.

I remember field days – holding hands in a big circle singing “The Greatest Love of All” together and then releasing helium balloons with our names and addresses tied onto them on postcards with a plea for people to send the postcards back to us when they found the balloon. We all hoped our postcard would come back with a note written in another language. Never happened.
Gone are those days. Balloons aren’t green. 
Maybe that would be a good summer activity with the kids. Would releasing 4 balloons be all that bad?

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Day 3: Life’s a Parade

5.20.12

I’ve said more than once–okay, a lot more than once–that if I don’t do it, it won’t get done. You know, the endless parade of dishes, crumbs under the kitchen table, dirty socks thrown in the corner with the shoes that may lead some to believe I have 7 children or 4 children with more than 2 feet each, beds that need to be made, stacks of mail on the dining room table. 
It wasn’t really true. 
I’m realizing now that my husband does a whole lot more around here than I recognized. Because on Day 3 of him gone, I can say emphatically that if I don’t do it, it really won’t get done. And, a lot isn’t. 
But, that’s okay for now. Because all of my children are sound asleep in their beds right now, beds that may not get made tomorrow. And, I’m in bed early myself, content from a full day of being together including hanging out on the sidelines of the longest parade ever (we’re convinced that the Dogwood parade breaks world records for the longest parade per capita). We didn’t even make it to the end–and I was okay with that.
I hope no one’s house ever catches on fire during the Dogwood Parade. Just forget it.

Oh, I wish I could always be able to go to sleep with a messy kitchen and sleep easy as I will tonight. 
Day 3’s lesson learned. Check. 

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