even more than a good, brave man

Of course we all know that last week was Martin Luther King Day which of course means a holiday for most folks…and the perfect time to maybe catch a good movie about an American Hero…which would be why American Sniper scored 105.3 million at the box office last weekend.

Don’t get me started…

The days leading up to Martin Luther King Day and after is also the perfect time for American school children to learn about the man and what he accomplished in the times that he lived; which is what Daniel has been doing…as he does every year since preschool. Last week, as I helped study for his test on Dr. King on Friday, I was struck with the fact that this time he was learning much more than him being a good man, a great man, a brave man with a dream for all American children. As a student his age should. Together we studied and talked about segregation, voting rights, peaceful activism, the Nobel Peace Prize and assassination at the hand of a sniper. And I was struck with the consideration my son had as he expressed his understanding of the subject of Dr. King that we were studying together and recent events in the news. It really is hard not to draw some comparisons whether one is a thoughtful, curious 6th grader or a musician accepting an award for Best Original Song in a Motion Picture.

So we made plans for this weekend.

We spent Sunday afternoon watching a film about American Heroes.

Moving.

Shocking.

Painful.

Inspirational.

And as we watched the pivotal scene where some 8,000 marchers (Black, White, Asian, Latino along with spiritual leaders from many religions and creeds) walked across the Edmund Pettus Bridge with Martin Luther King, Daniel reached for my hand and whispered, “They did it!

Yes, they did.

American heroes…all of them.

Of course, as it always is in history, there is much more to the story; and there is the reality of today. May my son always continue in his thoughtful curiosity to learn and understand.

Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, “What are you doing for others?”
~Martin Luther King

 

are you that blogger?

Are you that blogger who celebrates when your kids return to school after Fall Break?

Are you that blogger with the cat who is literally the nosiest neighbor on the block always looking out the window observing everyone’s business?

Are you that blogger who’s daughter was in a Fall fashion photo spread in last weekend’s Manteca Bulletin?

Are you that blogger who joined the local PTA and received a thank you free ice cream cone from Baskin Robbins just for joining?

Are you that blogger who is soon to achieve “crazy cat lady” status downloading a cat toy app on your iPad?

Are you that blogger who wears fancy tights when she runs and does lunges and squats?

Are you that blogger who was excused from the jury box during jury selection when the plaintiff’s attorney asked you if you were that blogger named Laura Scarborough?

Good for her for doing a Google search during the two day selection process. Hopefully I didn’t bore her too much with my navel gazing ramblings.

Are you that blogger” status unlocked…and it only took me ten years.

too much growing up

To be filed under the “isn’t it ironic” files there was just too much growing up happening here under The Big Top today.

I came home from work this morning…YES!…I worked last night which is indeed some kind of record for 2014 where I worked the last three consecutive scheduled nights rather than be cut or placed on call. It’s a good thing. We’ll just ignore the health stuff going on because I’m working on it as best as I can right now and a paycheck is better than no paycheck as that has been a real reality of late. Not that any of this has anything to do with too much growing up going on.

Back on topic, I came home from work this morning to find this handsome young man…

yes, this handsome guy dressed and ready for school eating his breakfast.

I made my breakfast, Mom. Abby and Jodie are STILL sleeping.

yes, he did roll his eyes. For the record, it was 7:30 AM and both were soon up because of school and work. Meanwhile, this boy of mine made his own breakfast…a simple breakfast, but a good breakfast to start his day with.

Impressed I was!

This kid is growing up!

And just when I was feeling pretty okay with this, he hands me this flyer at the end of the day.

Yes, yes my sweet little boy is old enough to attend those monthly Middle School Dances sponsored by the Manteca Youth Advisory Commission with security provided by the Manteca Police Department (?!). The ones his sisters would BEG me to let them go to and as I would drop them and their friends off, I swear to god it took all that was in me to not jump out of the mom-car and pull them back in for so many reasons…reasons which were definitely confirmed today when I shared this flyer with them.

YIKES!

OMG, NO!

Nope, he’s not allowed to. I forbid it.

Well this could be fun if he wanted to go. I mean IF he wanted to go.

“Did you see this, Daniel?”

“Yes. I don’t want to go.”

Thank goodness!

That’s enough growing up for today.

 

 

 

last week and four years ago today

So last week my son in law was kind of a very big deal…

Because attending night school and then graduating with honors while working a full time job and, with your lovely bride, raising and caring for your 2 year old and 6 year old daughters is absolutely, positively a very big deal.

And this picture perfect family moment would not have happened last week were it not for this picture perfect moment that happened four years ago today.

Happy Anniversary Hollie and Ben!

And because I for one never, ever tire of the magic of that wonderful wedding…and I am a giver…

word search Wednesdays

What kind of mother would let their kid do his word search spelling/vocabulary homework without offering help?

This kid’s mama!

Some people can look at the jumble of letters in a word search puzzle and see all the words.

:::waving:::

And some people just see nothing but a jumble of letters all mashed together.

Daniel, wave hello.

It’s okay. Except the boy hates Word Search Wednesday. He hates it especially when no one else is around to help like any of his sisters or his dad or even Zelda because he is then forcedforced, I tell you, to check line by line, letter by letter to find the ten words that he is searching for.

Madness! Absolute madness!

It’s unbelievable how long it takes him to complete this homework assignment every Wednesday.

And then his dad walks into The Big Top coming home from work, hugs the boy hello and points at his paper at the very last word that Daniel has been painfully searching for for the last seven minutes.

Well at least he found the other nine all on his own.