Why Can’t Little Girls Dream?

When I was little, I dreamt of having my very own prince charming. I thought of how wonderful it would be to have someone fight evil for me, and bring me back to life with a KISS if ever I were in peril!!! I thought a fairytale wedding and a handsome man who cared for me would be amazing. And before you say it, none of this is due to Daddy issues… My Dad was absolutely amazing.

I was raised to be a strong woman who could do for herself, but who could also be with another human and work through life, together. A woman who could support a man in what he does, and also tell him hush when it’s necessary. (Love you, Husband.) I pray this is what we are able to teach to our daughter.

I quit college and ran off to marry a man I had only met IN PERSON…5/7 times, I think it was…when I was 20. Everyone thought I had lost my mind. However, After moving across the country, I went back to school, and am currently a (non-working) LPN.

Now, if someone had told me I couldn’t dream, changed my dreams, or had instructed me on what THEY thought proper womanhood was, I may not be where I am, today. I completed school. I have been married to Prince Charming for 16 years. We have three amazing children whom I have chosen to stay at home with. I’m not sure if you noticed, but the three children were nowhere in the childhood dreams. I had NO desire for children. Not adopted ones. Not birthed ones. NONE. They were terribly annoying, even when I was one. But…things change.

In a world full of chaos, why not let little girls dream?

Our daughter, Evelyn, plays ALL day. She has 1200 horses and all the things to go with. She’s gotten horses for her birthday and Christmas for the last three years. She LOVES them. She sets them up, and she plays out any scenario she can think of. She also likes to have “skateboard lessons” for her stuffed animals with her brother. She likes to race both of her brothers on foot and on her bike/scooter. She likes to read princess books, and Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Not too long ago, she went through a phase when she was spying the kissy pages on her princess books…. All at once. Laid out on her bed.

On the other hand, per her, SHE will NOT be kissing boys, and she wants to adopt ALL the babies who don’t have homes. What an amazing little girl.

In our home, we try to support any type of imaginary play the kids can come up with. It’s where learning, dreams, and genius begin! I had someone ask me the other day “what do your kids do then?” when I told them that we did not have cable.

They play??

This big old world is FULL of not so amazing things. Our children will have to deal with a lot of unhappiness and tragedy before their lives are over. Why not let them dream amazing dreams, whatever they may be, while they can! All I pray for is that they will be happy and successful in ways that make God happy. And not successful as in millionaires, but successful as in that they are able to complete whatever goals they set out before themselves.

I hope that they have families to love and laugh with for years long after their father and I are gone. And, for Evelyn, if that includes marrying a guy she just met (cue handsome Prince…on a horse…it’s all making sense, now…the horse will suck her in…) who she believes can give her the world, so be it. There is no reason that little girls cannot dream big, fairy tale dreams. Now, as I said, She isn’t kissing boys, and plans to adopt all the babies. BUT, it could change, and who am I to tell her what her dreams are?

Maybe we should worry a little less about the harmless, childhood dreams our children are having, and just be thankful that they are dreaming. Our job is to teach our children to be safe and smart and good humans, but there will come a time when all we have left to do for them is pray. Pray for their safety. Pray that we did a good job raising them. Pray that they are smart, healthy, and happy. I know it completely freaked my dad out when I ran off and got married. He had only met my husband ONCE. We moved from West Virginia to California six months later. I am sure he prayed a LOT.

In the age of technology, I thank God my children dream happy and fun dreams. And in a world where SO many people want to tell little girls who and what they should be, I am especially thankful that Evelyn dreams.

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What I Will Not Blog About

I will not blog about my two-year-old flipping out of the cart at Wal MArt today, AND cutting his head open.

Today’s lesson will not be:

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Even though you know your child can understand you, it doesn’t mean he will ALWAYS listen.  He gets the bag when you ask; he puts things in the trash when you ask; he even puts his dishes on the counter for you.  None of this means that when he sees a delicious snack in the middle of an aisle, he will not launch out and over the side of the cart.  Yes, you have told him to be careful because he doesn’t want to fall and get hurt.  THIS is the one time he hears, probably even understands, but OH!  It is SOOOO worth it!!

Tie Him In!***

Have a GREAT Sunday all!!

(Yes, he is fine.  😉

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The Craziest Day EVER at the McCrazy House!

I know, I know!  It’s been FOREVER!!  There is a reason though.  🙂

Below is an entry I wrote weeks ago, but I didn’t want to share it yet.  I wanted to make sure everything was good to go, so to speak, before I told the WORLD!

Quick catch up: Husband’s Deployed.  Doing well. Kids have started school. I layed on my couch for, probably, three weeks… I am FINALLY getting my energy back!

More posts to come with more details about what’s been going on around here, and about what we have been LEARNING!!!

vvvvvvv On with the show!! vvvvvvv

(Readers’s discretion is advised…LOTS of chic talk…)

Written September 10th, 2013;  The day of my darling boy’s fourth birthday!

This one tops it all!  Crazy McCrazy!

I have been on oral contraceptives for, right around, 14 years.  I have NEVER been pregnant without meaning to.  I, actually, say regularly that you just can’t get pregnant while really and truly meaning NOT to.  I am the perfect example!

I WAS the perfect example.

My husband and I had been debating off and on about having another baby when he gets home from deployment.  Yes, No, may so.  😉

AFTER he left I stopped my oral contraceptives.

I noticed the next week I was getting VERY dizzy when I stood, periodically….  Whatever….

Then, I noticed that when I drank my daily coke or three my heart was racing like I had drank five cups of espresso!  Hmmm…

Today, I noticed, again, that something that should be happening, still, had not happened…  HMMMM…

Let me just check…

Why yes Heather, you ARE pregnant!!!

I have thought and thought.  I have not missed any pills.  I have not taken any antibiotics.  After all this time why does it now decide not to work?!?!

This is in no way a bad thing.  As I said, we were planning/debating another baby anyway.  This was just a BIT of a surprise.

After I took the the TWO tests I took a picture, with the instructions included, to send to my husband.  The email read : God seems to have made the decision for us!

**End September 10th Post**

Back to now.  😉

I have, since, figured out what happened.  Today’s Lesson:

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: When your husband leaves for an extended period of time, and you want to stop your oral contraceptives, DO NOT stop them for AT LEAST a week after.  You just never know what may be going on in there…***

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This One Spoke STRAIGHT to My Heart!

While cruisin’ and paroozin’ the blog scene today, I came across this post via AtlantaMomofThree’s Blast from the Past blog post.

It was like she was taking the events and words STRAIGHT FROM MY HOUSE/MOUTH!  I thought this SO much that I requested I be able to share it with all of you!  The only difference is that it would have been, “My COKE! Why!!??!” lol

It reminds me so much of my very first post when my children painted the walls.  😉  

Thank you for allowing me to use it Lynn!!

—” Some days, okay most days, I seriously wonder why I bother spending so much time in the run of a day cleaning.

Yesterday I opened the dishwasher to empty it, to have Alex reach up to get something off the counter (that he shouldn’t even have been touching) and knock my last full can of Pepsi off the counter into the dishwasher… all over my dishes. I didn’t care too much about having to run the dishes through again.. I mean really all I needed to do was throw some soap in and push a button. But it was my last can of pop!! And since my back was turned I lost over half of it to my dishes.

Today I had a basket of laundry sitting on the floor that I needed to fold after I put Nick down for his nap. So I bring Nick up, leaving Alex downstairs, as I normally do. I come down to find him shaking his sippy cup upside down over my clean clothes watering them with apple juice the way the character on TV was watering his carrot.

I have also walked in on him and Nick throwing cheerios at one another. And then laughing hysterically while they crush them into my FRESHLY swept floor. Now I remember why I stopped letting them eat cheerios in the living room while they watched Barney and I tried to do laundry.

Add in the way they take every single toy out of the toy boxes and throw them around the house 30 seconds after I just finished picking them all up, and I am sure everyone can see the frustration.

Alex helps me pick up his toys now. I thought it would be an incentive to put the toys away after he uses them so it would take less time. Turns out cleaning with Momma is fun. Now when I say we are going to pick up toys when I am finished with the dishwasher he runs to the toy bins and empties them as fast as he can. *sigh*  Ah well. What can I do. I’m sure one day soon I’ll blink and they’ll be all moved out and I’ll be wishing for these days again! For now, this Momma is going to finish her coffee and go get the laundry out of the dryer. Again.

Love, hugs and more to come later!

Lynn” —

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: There is always someone out there in your same situation.  Take comfort in knowing that you are never alone.  😉 The babies will only be young for a little while. Try and enjoy them!***

IMPORTANT HOLIDAY LESSON!!!

Leave it to me to have a VERY IMPORTANT HOLIDAY LESSON!!! 

Please look at the following photos:

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Aren’t they CUTE!??!?!

Now, let’s play a game!

What do you see that is NOT supposed to be in the pictures…  20+ taken; only 5 or so without the doe doe in the back!

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Be aware of all aspects of your picture taking during ANY holiday!***

You know it was pulling teeth to get the first set taken…there is no WAY they will stand for seconds…  :-/  Oh well, good lesson learned for YOU!!!

Happy Fourth of July everyone!!!

The Orange Folder

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Today, I asked my son if he missed going to school.  He mumbled and grumbled for a minute, and then he said, “I miss my folder”. 

Oh, that folder…  That folder comes home with many wonder, completed works in it.  That folder comes home with fun homework in it.  That folder also comes home with stickers in it.  One each day.

Green=Good Day
Yellow=Semi-Good Day
Red=Bad Day

Granted, we only had to experience the rath of one red sticker…  We had waaaay too many yellow.  Too many for my taste anyway. 

That folder was a three way love/hate relationship!

However, I am excited to see what the new school year (and folder) will bring!!

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Don’t take the little things for granted!!***

Why, Oh, Why

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^^^^^^ This. ^^^^^^^
I do not understand ^^THIS^^.

Last night, I looked around the living room. I said to my husband, “I do not understand how I can clean and clean, but when I sit to enjoy a family movie THIS is what the result is!!!”

His reply was simple. He said, “Have you noticed that they made the mess, but then it stopped. It hasn’t gotten any worse. They got everything that they need out and now they are done. You (I) should just leave it there…always. Push it to the side to vacuum, and then, just push it back out into the floor…”

:-/ Really??

My main problem is that I just don’t understand how it happens. I don’t see it happening. I guess I don’t understand the steps between the floor being sparkling clean and ^^THAT^^ happening?? Perhaps this is why it keeps happening…

My children, on the other hand, understand the steps PERFECTLY!

Maybe some day they will enlighten me…

***McCrazy Daily Lesson: Children hold the answers to ALL our questions. We must nurture them, and when they least expect it, PICK THEIR BRAINS!!!***