My daughter was talking to one of her Aunties on the phone last night, and the following exchange ensued...
Auntie: "Have you learned any new songs?"
Sweetie Girl: "I learned a song in Spanish!"
Auntie: "Oh please, sing it for me!"
Sweetie Girl: "Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques, dormez-vous? dormez-vous?"
An absolute classic.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
What kids hear and retain...
About 3 weeks ago, I picked my daughter from school and she told me about going to a football game (her brother is in high school now).
She stated that she wanted to be a cheerleader -- so I had a little talk with her to the effect of "You don't have to be a cheerleader just beause you're a girl, you can do whatever you want, if you want to play football, you can, or whatever... Don't think that you can't do something just because you're a girl..." And that was the end of it.
Saturday, we're doing the birthday thing, and before she blew out the candles, I said "You have to make a wish first!"After she blew out the candles, she said "I wished that I could be whatever I want to be when I grow up"
That's my girl!
And she's 4 years old today!
She stated that she wanted to be a cheerleader -- so I had a little talk with her to the effect of "You don't have to be a cheerleader just beause you're a girl, you can do whatever you want, if you want to play football, you can, or whatever... Don't think that you can't do something just because you're a girl..." And that was the end of it.
Saturday, we're doing the birthday thing, and before she blew out the candles, I said "You have to make a wish first!"After she blew out the candles, she said "I wished that I could be whatever I want to be when I grow up"
That's my girl!
And she's 4 years old today!
Friday, September 5, 2008
Intimacy
This morning, I came across the incredibly gorgeous woman who lives upstairs from me... She was out walking her dog, in a t-shirt and sweats, her hair all mussed up. But she still looked great. (Granted, she would look great in a burlap sack, but I digress.)
This got me to thinking... My first thought was that "Women don't understand that they don't need to get all dolled up for men to think they look good." While that's true to a large extent, my next thought hit the spot for me.
Love, to me, is connected with intimacy. And I definitely have issues with intimacy. It's difficult for me to allow someone inside enough for that. Sex comes close, but sex, to me, is as much about fun as about intimacy. I find that I have held back some of myself even during sex.
The next thought was, that true intimacy is when you wake up next to someone in the morning, with bed-head, morning breath, maybe a little drool... and you still spend time snuggling. And you realize that this person loves you even when you look your worst. They still find you desirable, and worth loving. What an amazing feeling that is.
I do enjoy being single, but I badly miss that feeling. No matter how angry or bitter I may get toward my ex-wife, I will always be a little grateful to her for allowing me that feeling. I refuse to let all the crap totally eliminate that good memory. It will never come back with her, there is far too much that has gone between us for that, but she did show me that it was possible.
So thanks Paige for the feeling, and thanks Ashley for reminding me of it.
Take care,
Curt
This got me to thinking... My first thought was that "Women don't understand that they don't need to get all dolled up for men to think they look good." While that's true to a large extent, my next thought hit the spot for me.
Love, to me, is connected with intimacy. And I definitely have issues with intimacy. It's difficult for me to allow someone inside enough for that. Sex comes close, but sex, to me, is as much about fun as about intimacy. I find that I have held back some of myself even during sex.
The next thought was, that true intimacy is when you wake up next to someone in the morning, with bed-head, morning breath, maybe a little drool... and you still spend time snuggling. And you realize that this person loves you even when you look your worst. They still find you desirable, and worth loving. What an amazing feeling that is.
I do enjoy being single, but I badly miss that feeling. No matter how angry or bitter I may get toward my ex-wife, I will always be a little grateful to her for allowing me that feeling. I refuse to let all the crap totally eliminate that good memory. It will never come back with her, there is far too much that has gone between us for that, but she did show me that it was possible.
So thanks Paige for the feeling, and thanks Ashley for reminding me of it.
Take care,
Curt
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