Child's Play ~ Whee! Cool! ~ Car Wheelie

Child's Play

~ Whee! Cool! 

~ Car Wheelie.

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Story ~ A Baby's Hug

Someone just sent me this lovely story. I hope you enjoy it too.

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A Baby's Hug

We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.

I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.

We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. 'Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy.. I see ya, buster,' the man said to Erik.

My husband and I exchanged looks, 'What do we do?'

Erik continued to laugh and answer, 'Hi.'

Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, 'Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.'

Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.

My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.

We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. 'Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,' I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's 'pick-me-up' position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man. Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder. The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.

I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, 'You take care of this baby.'

Somehow I managed, 'I will,' from a throat that contained a stone.

He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, 'God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift.'

I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, 'My God, my God, forgive me.'

I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking, 'Are you willing to share your son for a moment?' when He shared His for all eternity. How did God feel when he put his baby in our arms 2000 years ago.

The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, 'To enter the Kingdom of God , we must become as little children.'

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Wooya Cup ~ a Gift to Mum on her Birthday (1999)

This Wooya Cup was a Birthday Gift in 1999 to a Mother from her children, a Daughter (age 10) and Son (age 8). The Mother remembered mentioning, at that time, that she liked drinking coffee from a small cup... and so... they went and bought this very small cup (it's about less than half the size of a normal cup) for her. They probably bought it with their own pocket money and this was what they could afford at the time.

These words were on the cup,
"WOOYA. Wooya is the good hearted polar bear."

 

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My Promise To My Children

I found this on the internet... so I'm re-posing it. I like the part that says, "When you understand that, I will know you are a responsible adult".

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To The Mother Of My Children

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Wife:

Can we go to Swensen's for dinner?  

I feel like eating pasta or the salmon. 

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Husband:

To the woman who gave me 2 beautiful children, 

Who willingly bore them even tho' I was not deserving, 

For being the mother of my children --- OK... just this once...

...And many more... from your loving husband.

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Children & Values

The more a child feels valued,
the better his values will be.
~ Unknown

Easter Jelly Bean Prayer

Prayer for children
http://www.prayer-and-prayers.info/prayers-for-children/index.htm


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Jelly Bean Prayer

Red is for the blood He gave,
Green is for the grass He made,
Yellow is for the sun so bright,
Orange is for the edge of night.

Black is for the sins that were made
White is for the grace He gave,
Purple is for the hour of sorrow,
Pink is for the new tomorrow.

Give a bag full of jelly beans,
Colorful and sweet,
Tell them it's a Prayer...
It's a promise...
It's an Easter Treat!

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Should We Look After Our Aging Parents?

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Here’s an excerpt of an article by Brian Richmond, a presenter/producer at Gold 90FM. He is on air from 2pm to 5pm, Mondays to Fridays, and 8pm to midnight on Sundays.

"What are we demonstrating to our future generations if we were to turn our backs on our very own flesh and blood? Perhaps, we can take a cue from a beast of the forest — the elephant. Elephants are known to have one of the most closely-knit societies of any living species. Elephant families can only be separated by death or capture. Elephants don’t walk away from their sick or aged elders like some humans do. Cases have been recorded where a herd will come to the aid and comfort of an injured or dying member even if it imperils them. They rumble loudly as death nears. When death comes, the herd makes a shallow grave and throw branches and leaves over the carcass. The herd remains for a day or two before moving on. No need for any Maintenance Act of any sort for these animals to know what they must do for their family members in their last days! So, if ever you are in need of advice when the plight of an elderly lands on your lap, look at the elephants…"

Here’s full article…
Click on image to enlarge for easy reading...

If I Had My Child to Raise Over Again

~ by Diana Loomans (2008)

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.

Thinker Thinker Little Star

http://www.thinkerthinkerlittlestar.com/

To check this out.

Lavanya’s Indian Recipes & Cooking Site

http://www.geocities.com/lchittajallu/Recipes.html

A well mantained site with a comprehensive collection of Indian Recipes. At the time of writting this blog, there were no pictures of the dishes BUT that makes moving around in the website easy, fast & without delay. If you do use the dishes, remember to give credit where it is due.

Check it out at: http://www.geocities.com/lchittajallu/Recipes.html

Lavanya's probably the Lady in the centre

The Cherukuri Family

Picture from → http://www.geocities.com/lchittajallu/

Mother & Daughter

Children At Play

Children ~ At Play

Family ~ 20081209,0100hrs

Guardian Angels

“See that you do not despise one of these little ones, for I say to you that their angels in heaven continually see the face of My Father who is in heaven." ~ Matthew 18:10

Guardian Angel, protect us all
Giving Strength, when we might fall
Watching guiding, lighting the way
Through the night, and every day

Santa Baby

Mother & Daughter

Children ~ Having Fun