What if?

My oldest son is in Grade 4 we have a two-minute walk to the elementary school. I  have been trying to give him more freedom. I wondered is it time to let him walk to school by himself? I just feel that there are so many what if’s? What if someone snatches him? What if a careless driver fails to see him crossing the street? What if there is a bully lurking in the corner? What if? What if?

It was just this past week, the morning was cold, and he had to be at school early before everyone else to work on a school project.  I took the leap and decided to give him just a little bit more freedom. I walked him across the busy street letting him walk to school alone. I turned my back and went home.

I sighed, and hurried back home to get on with the morning and organize the littlest for the first bell.

It was later in the morning the house was quiet, I was reaching for my second cup of coffee, and the phone rang. I saw the schools number on the phone and felt a heavy thud in my stomach.

“Hello”

“Hello. We are wondering where Alex is this morning?”

“He is at school.”

“No the teacher has him marked as absent.”

I felt a slight rush of panic my worst nightmare had come true and I was beginning to workout a plan in my head, “No I walked him half way to school he should be there he had an early morning project.”

“Oh! The teacher marked him as absent. She must have forgot.No worries then…”

I felt no worries! I felt a surge of  panic!What if the teacher was right? What if he was absent? What if he was abducted?

“Could you do me a favor and just make sure he is at the school? I only walked him halfway, I didn’t see him walk in, and now just want to double check that he is with the group?”

My helicopter blades were spinning like mad! I panicked thinking maybe he didn’t make it to school.The what ifs swirled in my head. I kicked myself  I should have  walked him the whole way.

The secretary returned to the phone and replied, “It’s all good! We found him! He is with the group!”

And it was with that assurance I felt a huge sigh of relief.

In this day and age there are so many what ifs! As a child I remember roaming the streets with my friends, walking home from school alone, and hanging in the trees in the woods. We weren’t supervised and we all made it out unscathed for the most part.

So what has changed?  Do you have a what if?

Hooters: It’s Where You have a Hoot!

As my son and I walked through the  mall attempting to decide where to eat.  His eyes looked up at the bright orange sign and said, “Why don’t we give Hooters a try?”

I sighed, “Umm. Let’s go somewhere else that you might like to try!”

“Mom! Everybody says Hooters is the place where you have a hoot!”

“A hoot?”

“Yes! A hoot!

“Who says that?”

“I don’t know! I just heard it.”

His nine-year old eyes innocently looking up at me, “Can we go?”

“It’s not really a place to have a hoot. It’s just a restaurant. And I have heard the food is terrible.”

“But I want to try it!”

“How about you pick something else? And we can have ice cream afterwards?”

I know the great parental bribe! I have never pretended to be  above it. At the same time, it was my last attempt to change the subject. How did I explain to my son that I did not want to eat at Hooters because the woman were objectified in short shorts and low-cut tank tops. Was it really time for this conversation?

“Mom! Come on! Please! Please!”

If anyone was stubborn it was him and he wasn’t giving up!

“It looks fine. Can we go?”

And with that I diverted the subject, “Let’s have lunch later, and go check-out the skateboard shop.”

Crisis averted! But who knows for how long?

When is the right time to discuss the objectification of woman and sex? Can it be avoided? If so, for how long?

 

A View of The Animal Kingdom

As walked into the  Animal Kingdom it felt as if we had walked into a naturalists dream world full of nature and wildlife. It is a small visionary planet a where men, women, and children could learn about nature and the importance of conservation. The Animal Kingdom exceeded our expectations, it didn’t feel like a theme park, or a zoo but a place to be explored and admired for the beauty of its landscape.

The Tree of Life

 

Free to Roam

 

A View of Mount Everest

 

And getting to know your fellow primate

I know these are only a few images of why we loved the Animal Kingdom. But it was more than just a theme park it took us to another world teaching about the importance of conservation and showing our children that the world is a bigger place that you or I could ever imagine…

Discovery’s Final Launch

As a young girl, I was a dreamer, and believed in endless possibilities! It was dreams of being a marine biologist, astronaut, anthropologist that made me want to learn about the world around me, dreaming up at the stars, and charting my next adventure into unknown territories.

It was this past week that I was able to get as close to the stars as I could ever imagine. The moment we learned we would be in Florida, at the same time Discovery would make its final launch into space, we decided not to miss the opportunity of a lifetime.

On February 24th we drove from Orlando to Titusville Florida to watch Discovery make its final voyage into space.  My children, husband, and I were ecstatic to be there as we waited patiently in the park with hundreds of other people from all over the states and world. We met people from Baltimore, Mississippi, North Dakota, New York, Michigan, and Ireland. It was amazing to see this ship’s final voyage  bring so many people together on this one extraordinary day.

We had front row seats at the event and were able to watch a clear view of Discovery’s blast off. It was a once in a lifetime experience that my children, husband, and I will always remember.

10, 9, 8,

 

7,6,5,4

 

3,2,1!!!!

 

Blast Off!

 

Disappearing into space,

 

leaving us with a beautiful cloud of dreams and endless possibilities...

Trash Talk Tuesday: Advice from the Little People

Last night my little Robert  read to me his take home book from school “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.” He read each page slowly, soaked in the pictures, and when he finished he beamed with pride. Mom,” We do all of this! We recycle!” 

His excitement peaked my interest and I was curious to see what advice my little guys could for making our lifestyle more green. So, I piped up “What else do you think we could do to help the environment?”

My oldest son Alex exclaimed, “Clean our rooms!”

I looked befuddled at his response and replied, “What does that mean?”

“It means that we would have a cleaner bedroom, and a better smelling environment!”

“Ha! Ha! Very creative! But what really should we do to help the earth?”

Robert sat quietly, “I know if you see trash from the side of the road, pick it up, and put it in the recycle bin. Nobody likes a litter bug!”

“Very true! Alex, do you have any suggestions?”

“Yes Mom! I notice you take too many showers maybe you should cut back to conserve water.”

“You want me to cut back on showers? But I’ll stink!”

“So, it would be better for the environment!”

“I don’t know about that one…You might not want to sit next to me!”

“I know!’ piped up Robert,”How about we reuse plastic bags to save the fish!”

“That’s a very good idea! And we do it already!”

Alex than eyes brightened ” We should plant more trees so we can have fresh air. But mom you have to work on you gardening skills because you killed the last one.”

“Thanks for the reminder, sweet pea!”

“Also Mom, maybe we should email Santa instead of sending him a letter. That way we can save on paper! Do you think Santa has an email address?”

“We can see.  I’m not really sure how up to date Santa is on technology.”

“Oh!” responded Alex.

“So, guys, why do you think it’s so important to do all of this?”

Alex chimed in, “So we can breathe clean air and protect our trees.”

Robert sat their quietly thinking and replied, “Also, to keep the world safe and protect it for God. He wouldn’t like it if we hurt it. “

It with that the conversation ended and the kids slowly got ready for bed. I always find there point of view a refreshing outlook on life.

If it Looks like a Crosswalk, It is a Crosswalk! Imagine that…

Hello Fellow Drivers,

I hope you are enjoying the last beautiful days of fall! As, I walk to school with my children, I’ve noticed many of you speed through the crosswalk zone.  I’m assuming it is  because you must be too busy admiring all of the beautiful fall foliage. So, I just wanted to send out a nice reminder that when you are speeding through a community filled with children , walking to school, that there will be these things called crosswalks. So just in case your brain is fuzzy about this whole crosswalk business.  I looked up the definition for you!

According to the Merriam Webster Dictionary – A crosswalk is:

‘a specially paved or marked path for pedestrians crossing a street and road’

Unfortunately from my in-depth crosswalk experience I’ve noticed that you, my fellow driver,  fail to see the children crossing the street on this paved and marked road with a sign that indicates -  it is a crosswalk.!  Yes that marked white sign on the corner of the street indicates the white lines painted across the pavement is indeed a crosswalk. Now it may come to a surprise to you that there is a crosswalk on the street which is the direct pathway to a school, and if you look up from your text messaging you might recognize an abundance of  children walking to this school.

As,  a concerned parent who walks her children to this school every morning, I’ve witnessed some near death experiences with myself and others who attempt to cross this street.  Maybe you are busy texting, slurping on your latte, or slept in late and are now in the mad dash  of your life to get to work on time. But there are other issues at hand like my children and my neighbors children safety.

Perhaps, you could be more alert, remember to stop, let us cross the street, and  then drive on you merry way. It doesn’t hurt to be courteous and it really doesn’t slow you down! So, suck it up and watch how you drive. Winter is coming, roads will become icy, and it will be that much harder to stop. So for the safety of the children please be cautions in our school zones, and stop at the frickin’ crosswalk!

Sincerely,

Mom Suffering from Crosswalk Rage

The Kindergarten Conundrum

Most mornings, I am greeted by my son Alex as a super hero, cowboy, or skeleton. He has a wild adventurous imagination, and loves to play outside all day.

It was last year I made the mistake of putting him in Kindergarten at the age of four.  He knew his alphabet, but it was evident, upon starting school, he had no interest in printing or reading. As the year progressed, he knew only a handful of the hundred words necessary to move forward into grade one.

It was at home, I would work with him to improve his skills but he would get frustrated within seconds of attempting to print or read.  As soon, as I saw his face turn red, I would brace for the water works.  It with moments like these I realized I put him in school too early!

I knew he would need another year of kindergarten.  We decided to hold him back for one more year to improve his printing, and reading.  It was evident to us that he was not ready for grade one.

You would think other parents would have been more understanding and supportive. But in the real world this wasn’t necessarily the case.  It was my conversation with Judy which made me realize not all people understand that children learn better at different level and stages.

“So is Alex already for grade one next year?”

“No, we are going to hold him back a year.”

“Oh! Well! Is he slow?”

I looked at her perplexed.

“He’s not slow, just young. He turned five in December.”

“Oh well! Did you practice with him? And do extra homework?”

“Yes, we spent some time on practicing his letters but he is five. He needs his playtime.”
“You know my Madison is doing great and she’s five.”

“Oh that’s wonderful she seems very keen.”

“She is! Did you ever think of putting him in Sylvan Learning?”

“He’s five and I believe at this age it is more important for him to explore outside and play.”

“”I suppose you are right. But I just don’t get why you would hold him back if he’s not slow?”

My face started to turn a little red; I took a deep breath, and looked to the sky for patience.

“He’s not slow, he’s five, and children learn better at different ages. I made the mistake and jumped the gun too soon. I think another year of kindergarten will be just fine for him.”

“But don’t you think he’ll be teased?”

“Teased in kindergarten, really?”

“You never know!”

“I guess! But I don’t think children are aware of that at that age. Besides, it’s better to hold him back, gain confidence, love school, as opposed to placing him in grade one with a more structured routine, have him hate it, and have to repeat. ”

“Oh well, I suppose if he’s slow then you do what you have too.”

At this point the sky was no longer extolling the virtue of patience upon me and I blurted, “For God sakes! He’s not slow, stop using that word!”

Judy then gave me a pissy look “Sorry.”

I took a deep breath, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get upset. I didn’t realize it was such a sensitive topic for other parents. “

At this point, she looked a little dazed and confused about the whole conversation. I slowly began to back away and looked at my watch.  Needless to say, I haven’t seen much of Judy since this conversation.  But I would love to tell her this “Suck it!”

As the end of this school year slowly approaches, and with Alex’s second year of Kindergarten almost over I have seen a huge difference in my son, his confidence, and his thirst for learning.  He can write, spell, and knows his one hundred words. He will be ready for grade one next year and I know I made the right decision for my little cowboy.

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