Treating everyone the same

 I was about 2 years old when my parents divorced.  My dad had a successful business with a factory overseas.  My mom decided to remain at home and take care of me. She worked part time jobs until finally settling down and becoming a teachers aid.

 My dad visited me regularly and sometimes I would spend the weekend at his house.  When my friends from my neighborhood would go with me they all thought he lived in a mansion.

 My daddy was (and still is) very friendly and talked to everyone when we were out.  One thing I began to notice early on was how different people acted around my dad, since he had the expensive car and he had the successful business.  My mom was treated nicely but people went out of their way to do whatever my dad asked. I flip flopped between the two worlds for years.

 My dad dated a lot. The women were so kind to me when he was around. They were the perfect little “dates” for him when I was along. One day he sent his girlfriend to take me to get ice cream. The friendly, loving lady, turned cold and silent as soon as we got in the car.  I was 10 years old and I learned a lesson that day.  For me the lesson was this: certain people will do and say anything to be around people with money.  It also sent me on a lifelong search to find people who were “real” for me to trust.

  I watched this happen over and over again as I grew up.  I know it happens everywhere.  People are treated differently if they are deemed important.

 Now, the reason for me sharing this tiny bit of my life isn’t because I want to whine. It is because I want to share a child’s eye view of life.  God has given me a heart for change and the desire to treat everyone equally. 

 We can all try to treat people equally and teach our kids to do the same.  Let’s treat people with kindness, and build people up instead of knocking them down.

favorite memory

 I thought this was a cute idea on my sister’s blog so I put it on mine.

 I have a lot of favorite memories from my childhood.

 I remember my mother taking me fishing with a bamboo fishing pole. Me, being impulsive as usual, threw the whole pole in the water.

 I remember playing Avon lady with my Mamaw. She was lots of fun.

 One of my other favorite memories was getting locked inside Sears with my daddy. We couldn’t find a door to get out. We were laughing.

 I asked Cara what is her favorite memory so far and she said- making cup cakes with Jo, cuddling with mama, and playing with Ellie and Emma.  Since she is only 4, I know those will change.

 What is a favorite childhood memory you have??? Come on and speak!!! It helps me to be a better parent when I listen to what people remember.

 Happy Day!

Christy

Interview with Caraline Rose

Hi, what is your name?–Cawa

 How old are you?–4

 what is your favorite thing to do?–run around and play with Chandler, Tucker, Tad, Caleb and Emma and Ellie

 What do you play?– Mommy, Daddy and baby

  Who plays the baby?–Emma

 What are your favorite colors?–pink and aqua

 What is your favorite thing about Daddy?–He picks me up and throws me on the trampoline.

 What do you like best about your sisters?–they play with me and be mean to me.

 What about Mommy?–She hugs me.

 What is your favorite TV show?–Spongebob and Comfy Couch.

 What is the best thing  about you?–I am fun and cuddly.

 What is your favorite song?– The best of both worlds by Hannah Montana.

 Well, I have to do that at least once a year. I hope you liked it!!!

A Kid at Christmas

 As I was growing up, things Changed on a monthly basis.  One thing that didn’t change much was our holidays.

 My sister is 18 years older than me so it was basically my parents and I at Christmas.  My parent’s were divorced but we all still spent Christmas together.  Mama didn’t have much money so I didn’t get a lot of presents from her. I understood that and I treasured the presents she gave me.

 Daddy was an international business man. He owned a very successful factory in Taiwan. He would come to my house and bring tons and tons of presents.  Sometimes I could tell he had gone in the “Hello Kitty” store and just bought one of everything they had.  This was very endearing to me since he was a single man and I knew he was trying.

 Most of the time my sister and her family would arrive after Christmas and Christmas continued for another week. 

 I have lots of great memories about Christmas. I am so thankful for all the holiday memories from my childhood. I hope my kids have many happy memories too.

sleep

 It is amazing how much better I feel after getting sleep.  My girls are finally sleeping in their own beds.  AMEN! Now I have energy to do things and have fun.  I actually started a small little painting last night.

 I am very thankful God provided an opportunity for us to learn to be responsible parents and change our house.  It is very peaceful here now.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I asked my kids what they are thankful for and here are their answers.

 Cara- Turkey, pumpkin and chicken

 Emma-Mama, Daddy, and Mima

 Cara (realizing she only said food items)- Mama, Daddy, Mima, Emma and Ellie

 Ellie- my friends, family and God. Are you putting this on your BLOG???

 I am soooo thankful for people who read this blog! It makes my heart smile when people tell me they like this blog!! I love to write and I am so thankful God has provided a place for me to share my little revelations from him.  I am very thankful to have a heavenly father who loves me unconditionally!

 I am thankful for my family and all of my friends!!  I love you!

 Everyone leave a post and tell me what you are thankful for.. Please don’t be shy.

 Have a great and blessed Thanksgiving!

Happy Birthday Debbie!!

Happy Birthday to my sister and fellow blogger Debbie Warnock.

 I am so blessed to have you as a sister even thought we are 18 years apart!

 You are so creative and talented!

 you inspired me to blog and be more creative!

 I hope you have a great day!!! I love you!!

 Visit Debbie and leave her a message www.goodthoughts.net

Work and Preschool

 Cara has been having mommy withdrawal at preschool. She loves preschool but she hates to for me to leave her. 

 Our family friend Janee was over the other day.  Janee aked Cara if she liked preschool.  Cara looked at her seriously and said “do you like work”? Janee said “well, sometimes work makes me stressed”. Cara replied “sometimes pre school is stressful”.

 I guess we all go through times that are stressful.  I try to pray through it and learn from it until it passes. 

 Cara ran happily in preschool today! Praises for that!!

Stop! Look up and Smile!

 It has taken me 39 years to get to this point but I am finally there….

 I have had adhd (I can’t ever remember if I need the h or not) my whole life.  I have never felt like I was made to fit in a mold. In fact, I have often been told  “they broke the mold when they made you”.  This usually hurt my feelings.  I can laugh at it now.

  I recently started praying about this. I asked God to just put me where he wants me because I am soooo tired of trying to live up to everyone else.  I don’t want to do it anymore. I realize it was never God’s plan , it was only me putting expectations on myself.

 God has led me to research the good points about ADHD. There are lots of them.  We are funny and creative, the clowns and the actors.  Plenty of us are moms and dads. We just have to figure out the best way for us to balance. 

 I am feeling much more at peace. God made me with this disorder but maybe to God it is not a disorder at all.  I think God made me this way for a reason. I just have to have faith and trust. 

 So, if I am getting frustrated, I just stop, look up and smile at God, he knows me better than anyone!

Interview with a 4 year old

 Interview with Cara-

 me- If you could be anything in the world what would it be?

 Cara- A PIG!!

 me- a pig??? Why??

 Cara- they play in the mud!

 me- what about a dancer or a doctor??

 Cara- nope a pig or I could be a mouse and squirrel keeper.  I could put a mouse in a box and a squirrel in a box.

 Well, it must run in our family. If you haven’t read my sisters blog check out www.goodthoughts.net and read the story of the bluebird first.