I
can complain because
Rose
bushes have thorns
Or
I can rejoice because
Thorny
bushes have roses.
If
I had my Child to Raise Over Again,
I'd
finger paint more, and point the finger less.
I'd
do less correcting, and more connecting.
I'd
take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes
I
would care to know less, and know to care more.
I'd
take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd
stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I'd
run through more fields, and gaze at more stars.
I'd
do more hugging and less tugging.
I
would be firm less often, and affirm much more.
I'd
build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd
teach less about the love of power,
And
more about the power of love.
Author
unknown
My
House Is . . .
Clean
Enough To Be Healthy
&
Dirty
Enough To Be Happy
Real
Mothers
Real
Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real
Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Teal
Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real
Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of shag carpet.
Real
Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real
Mothers sometimes ask "why me?' and get their answer when a little
voice says, "because I love you best."
Real
Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured b height or years or
grade...It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mommy to Mom . . .
The
Images of Mother . . . (As read in Ann Landers column)
4
years of Age: My Mommy can do anything!
8
Years of Age: My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12
Years of Age: My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14
Years of Age: Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16
Years of Age: Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18
Years of Age: That old woman? She's way out of date.
25
Years of Age: Well, she might know a little bit about it.
35
Years of Age: Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.
45
Years of Age: Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65
Years of Age: Wish I could talk it over with Mom . . .