Twelve is such a weird age. One minute your kid makes you so proud, and the next you would like to string them up. I am so lucky that my daughter, at this point, has more good moments than bad. Space is the big issue at this age. How much space do you give them? Creative space is always a safe bet for her. She can create anything, she amazes me. I went in her room the other day and on her sewing table was some recycled containers, and she had decorated them with fabric yo-yos. They are so cute!
Social space is scary!!!!! Do you let them on face book, they want to go shopping with there friends, you leave them at home for a little bit and come home to a trashed house, (creative people tend to trash things), they spend the night at a friends house and come home so tired that they make your life miserable the next day.
Emotional space is exhausting! One minute they want you around the next they don't. The other day she was in tears, I asked why and she didn't really know why. She just needed a hug and ice cream. She said, "mom you always know what to do, you are the best mom ever". Once, she wrote that in a card, I have it on the refrigerator. The next day she got mad at me and said, "you never understand and your the worst mom ever". I told her,"no I am not, I have proof, on the refrigerator"
Call out to all MOMS. How do you do it, without going crazy?
Flower Power
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Crazy Chris
Some of you know how I love to carry fun, crazy purses. Well, I went to a Art fair here in Louisville, it is one of the biggest Art Fairs in the US. It is called St.James Art Fair. Set up at the fair was this fun spirited artist who wanted my purse. She asked me if I wanted to trade, and I said sure. So, I dumped everything in my purse in a shopping bag and traded for some beautiful hand spun wool and fiber for me to use in my knitting. Everyone around us thought we were crazy. We laughed and hugged, and we were both tickled with our trade. Artist are the best people in the world and they give the best hugs.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Life is Great
I have been so busy lately. Ellie and I took a break and had a fire outside and roasted hot dogs and marshmallows. What a great smell.....Hot dogs......burnt marshmallows.......and a beautiful fire. Time is nothing without memories. People say time flies. Well, if time is going to fly by, I at least want to remember it.
This little old man came in to the salon the other day. His wife was getting her hair done. I put rollers in his wife's hair and put her under the dryer. The little Old Man started talking to me, in the back of my mind I thought I sure have a lot to do, but I needed, he need me to sit and listen to him for awhile. What a joy he was. I listened to a man tell of the days of prohibition, the war, and how he met the love of his life. He is 91 years young. He has Parkinson disease and had his car taken away from him, he was not happy about that. I found out he is a fellow artist and has made furniture, shoes, and plans on bringing me a tin man that he has made. I can't wait to see it. Well, I listened with great interest and amazement as to how full his life has been. He created so many wonderful memories. I am glad I took some of my time to share in some of his. As he left the salon, he said, " this has been the best day he has had in a long time". Can you imagine, just a few moments of my time made someone have the best day in a long time. The little Old Mans wife is coming in for a perm next week and the little Old Man would like a hair cut and will be visiting for two hours. He asked how much are the hair cuts and I said they are the price of one tin man, he seemed to be happy about that.
This little old man came in to the salon the other day. His wife was getting her hair done. I put rollers in his wife's hair and put her under the dryer. The little Old Man started talking to me, in the back of my mind I thought I sure have a lot to do, but I needed, he need me to sit and listen to him for awhile. What a joy he was. I listened to a man tell of the days of prohibition, the war, and how he met the love of his life. He is 91 years young. He has Parkinson disease and had his car taken away from him, he was not happy about that. I found out he is a fellow artist and has made furniture, shoes, and plans on bringing me a tin man that he has made. I can't wait to see it. Well, I listened with great interest and amazement as to how full his life has been. He created so many wonderful memories. I am glad I took some of my time to share in some of his. As he left the salon, he said, " this has been the best day he has had in a long time". Can you imagine, just a few moments of my time made someone have the best day in a long time. The little Old Mans wife is coming in for a perm next week and the little Old Man would like a hair cut and will be visiting for two hours. He asked how much are the hair cuts and I said they are the price of one tin man, he seemed to be happy about that.
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