what happened?

a friend had this on her blog recently and i just wanted to share the inspiration:

THE DAILY GROOVE ~ by Scott Noelle
www.enjoyparenting.com/dailygroove

:: "What Happened?!" ::

A crying child runs into the house from outside,
seeking comfort. The well-meaning parent's first
words: "What happened?!"

This common reaction is one of many subtle ways we
teach our children values that we ourselves never
consciously chose...

* What happened (the past) is more important than
what's happening now (the present).

* Reason is more important than emotions. You can't
simply have a feeling; you have to explain *why*.

* Things happen TO you. You don't create your own
experience.

A few decades later, this child will be reading Daily
Groove messages reminding her to stay *present*, that
feelings *are* important, and that we *do* create our
own experiences! :-)

The next time you're about to ask your child what
happened, decide instead to be still -- to be fully
present with your child, appreciate his or her
emotional journey, and enjoy the feeling of
connection.

Booth @ LLL Conference

loco for locopops

let's go, bulls!

leaning in for a better view; hair in the wind

the bulls played the old richmond team (the braves)

savoring a vegan "hot dog" at the game

those eyes. that face. love so strong.

she is the kind of babe who, at only a year is ready to climb the world.

wool e. bull

let's go, bulls!

when she started shivering and shaking and her mouth turned blue, we bought a sweatshirt!

waited the whole day to see wool e. and so ever so shy when he came near.

finally warmed up to an autograph on her new sweatshirt.

PS Thanks for the tickets and the company, Rob! Our life is so much more enjoyable with you in it...always has been that way!

oh, yes indeed, it's fun time!

we have plants in the ground, people! and a soaker hose watering them from one of the rain barrels. awwwwwwwwww jyeahhhh.

lil neighbors

easter morning and hunting the day before it

a cozy corner

with love from texas

chickens in the backyard (NIMBY)

bike riding