Broken Bones?

I haven't been in the mood to blog for a long time now. I have started several posts on various subjects, mostly they have centered how our world was turned up side down in 2010, and then right back up. I've wanted to share what little knowledge I've gained going through the past 14 months of unemployment. How my faith has grown, how I feel my husband and I have gotten closer and all the blessings that has come from this trial. I thought about sharing my feelings about my husband going back to school and fulfilling his dream of becoming an attorney. Or maybe my feelings of being a "single mom" during the week as my husband works full time, commutes and has night class. How I am trying to stay positive and doing a lot of positive self talk about our new challenges. But to be honest with you all of that overwhelms me. I don't feel like writing a blog about my feelings, sometimes I am not even sure what they are. I can't try to be witty, funny and find a creative way to express myself. So instead I am just going to tell a funny story of my adorable 5 year old.

I surprised him with a trip to the doctor for his kindergarten exam. After getting 2 shots (also a surprise) we had this conversation:

LG: "Mom, that lady who gave me the shots broke both my bones!"

Me: laughing, "No sweetie, if she broke your bones you wouldn't be able to walk."

LG: "Yes she did break my bones!"

Me: "Honey, I promise you she didn't break you bones, when she gave you the shots."

LG: Realizing he wasn't going to win this argument finally relented and said:" Well then she cracked them."

I couldn't stop laughing at his perception of reality. He really thought she broke his bones. What a cutie!

Walking on the Wild Side

I love these shoes. They make me feel sexy, wild, and a little crazy. I wish I was brave enough to wear them everyday! But sadly I am not.

Are we really that stupid?

I am sure all of you are as sick as I am of politics. I seriously can't wait for November 2nd to be over; which is sad when I think of it because I used to love politics. I majored in Political Science and even worked for a Member of the US House of Representatives. However, as I have gotten older I have become more annoyed with the political process and the "politics" of government.

Maybe I am a cynic now; but sometimes I feel like I am choosing the lesser of two evils. I will be honest, in our last Presidential election I casted my vote as a write in. I wouldn't choose either of the two major candidates. However, I do spend my time researching the candidates and issues on my own. I don't just vote for a person because they happen to belong to my party. I don't just vote for a proposition because that is what my party wants me to do. I don't vote based on those annoying TV commercials or any mailer I receive.

Most people I talk to don't even know the issues, they only know what they see on TV commercials. People generally don't watch debates anymore and I feel that the responsibility to actually vote is taken lightly. It's a big deal in our country to have the right to vote. All of this leads me to the title of my post.

As Americans, I feel we do have a responsibility to vote, and most importantly to vote responsibly. A friend of mine was out campaigning for a candidate and began a discussion with one of her neighbors. The neighbor explained that one day she was riding with her son in his "professional touring car" (what ever that is... I am guessing something that makes the car extra expensive) a campaign sign for a candidate for governor flew from the side of the road and scraped the side of her son's car causing some damage. This woman has been trying to get a hold of this candidate and fully expects to be paid for the damage to the car. She also stated that because the sign was blown by the wind and damaged the car, she was voting for the opponent! Seriously???? That is one of the dumbest things I have ever heard. Putting a person in office just because the opponent's sign scraped the car? I just don't know what else to say other than to wonder if we might actually be that stupid!

The Harvest

This is the first "harvest" from our garden. I claim to be a black thumb and kill everything I try to grow and that remains to be true. The only credit I can take is reminding the kids and Tata that it is time to go and water. All of the other work was done lovingly by my amazing husband and very capable children. I will tell you that it was so good to eat something that grew in your own backyard.

Before and After

We finally caved into all that peer pressure and cut our boys hair. I personally loved their luscious curls. Maybe it is because I will never have any of my own. But at any rate the summer heat was too much for them. So after seeing them sweat from playing outside for just few minutes, we had compassion and decided it was time. For the baby this was his first ever hair cut and the other two were growing out some impressive fros! I was seriously sad to see the hair go.

Before: They have no idea what's coming! Because of his ringlet curls that hang down right at his ears, we nicknamed him "Shalom in the Home." Sadly that name is no more

After: Who took my babies and turned them into men?

We still do it Island Style

Our house has been in a bustle of activity lately but I've noticed that as busy as we are we still resort to our island ways. It just goes to show you.... You can take the boy out of the island but you can't take the island out of the boy. (Or his offspring for that matter.)

No need for a weed whacker, as long as I have my trusty machete!

His first experience with fresh coconut.

Child Labor laws... no need here just a little exercise in scraping the coconut.

How to Eat An Orange

Our recently turned 4 year old comes up with some of the funniest stuff. He has been named the clown of the family Recently he instructed us that this is the only proper way to eat an orange!