New Year's Eve or Monday Night?

New years Eve and here I sit......

It is fast approaching 10:30PM and I sit like many other evening's with teagan as she drifts off to sleep. I think we can learn alot from our kids if we open our minds to the possibilities. She is not worried about resolutions,losing weight, saving money, or becoming a better person as most of us grown ups come to contemplate on this holiday.

A holiday with a dual tradition (i might add) getting so drunk you don't remember who you are and making a promise to yourself to become someone else next year. Teagan and Riley weren't even concerned about staying up to usher in the new year. They both fell asleep before 11---By the way Teagan is sleeping now.... the new year will be there tomorrow as will everything else that was here today.

I will make a resolution and try to stay up to midnight to see 2007 out and 2008 in. Perhaps living life a little more like the kids would be a good start in the path of self reflection and spiritual renewal.

Signing off for 2007----

Better late then never

I am glad to join the blog. After several failed attempts at getting signed up i tackled the task. I will be adding to the chaos from time to time.

Preparing for X-Mas so I am don't have alot of time but rest assured you will hear more from me soon.

My Son and the Art of being Genuine

Yesterday, I took Teagan and Riley to see Santa at the University Center -- they got closer this year and actually were able to tell him what they wanted.

After this, we were down getting our picture and Riley spotted a stand of art students selling handmade pottery. He instantly began to admire a particular artist's work and openly expressed love for what was on the table. The artist told Riley "go get your mom and maybe you can take something home." I explained to Riley that you actually had to pay for those pottery items. He ran back to the artist and told him we had no money and could not buy anything. End of story -- Riley is learning quickly....

On our way out of the UC, the artist called Riley back over and told him he could have anything on the table without paying. I had to resist the urge to try and get Riley to choose one of the items I found to be most valuable -- this was his choice to make. His genuine love of the art earned him that choice. He selected a small little bowl and excitedly took it home. He has been staring lovingly at that bowl ever since.