The turn up is so real for us on Fridays. While some folks are out clubbing or prowling the streets, we get our jam on with Jesus by participating in a monthly bible study with other like-minded married folks. Do people in their mid-thirties still TURN UP in the club every Friday? Is TURN UP even the word to use nowadays?
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A few months ago, a Facebook friend asked me this in a private message…
“You don’t feel pressure to make an impact on your kids? To see mommy with a job? To be like mommy when they grow up?” Continue reading
Last weekend we went to a birthday party for a 7 year-old. We were told to meet up at the birthday girl’s house and then we would all leave together to the birthday location together. I was one of the first ones to arrive to the house with my daughters. I was talking to two other moms there who had husbands that were also affiliated with the NFL in some capacity or another. The kids began to play and we introduced ourselves to one another and began talking about the different cities we had moved to… how many times we have had to move… the best cities we liked, etc. Continue reading
This morning my kindergartener had a small ceremony at school. It’s something every grade at the school does four times a year, once every quarter. It lasts less than an hour and the kindergarteners that have met certain requirements for the quarter get recognized for their efforts. It’s a very informal affair. The kids come out into the main lobby, sit on the ground and teachers call out the children’s names by class. The kids stand up, turn around and face the parents, the parents clap, the kids sit back down and that’s it. Afterwards, the parents that are there got to pull their kid to the side, give them a kiss, hug, a high-five and maybe a picture or two.
I pick up the kids from daycare after work… like I normally do .
Rhea… the 4 year old… isn’t as bubbling and excited to see me. She’s stone faced. We walk out of daycare. I pick her up and sit her down in her carseat. As soon as her bottom touches the seat, she screams, “OUCH!!!” Continue reading
It’s the day after Thanksgiving.
It’s Rhea’s birthday. Daddy went to work. Raven is still asleep. Company is sleeping on our sofa. Rhea and I are laying on my bed watching snow white. She’s doing her normal soothing. She’s suckin her thumb. And holding her blanket. She’s rarely ever without her blanket and the thumb is in her mouth about 75% of the time. I look over at her and say… “Today you are FOUR! You are a big girl! You should stop sucking your thumb! And get rid of that blanket. Don’t you think?”
She keeps looking at the TV. She tightens the grip on her blanket. She keeps sucking her thumb. She ignores me.
“Rhea? Aren’t you a big girl now?”
She takes the blanket and covers her whole entire lower face… Hiding the thumb in her mouth. She always starts fidgeting and acting nervous and shy when anyone brings up concerns about her thumb or her blanket. She always tries to change the subject or redirect your attention to something else. As if she knows she should stop… But just doesn’t want to deal with the reality of it at that particular moment.
“Rhea! You should stop sucking your thumb! You are a big girl now!”
I take her hand away from her face and the thumb pops out. She immediately puts it back in. She keeps her eyes on the TV.
“Rhea, when are you going to stop sucking your thumb?”
She keeps looking at the TV.
“Hello?! I’m talking to you!”
She turns her head towards me… Thumb still in mouth. She slowly takes her thumb out… A saliva string is attached to her thumb…
She looks at me for a moment and dryly says, “When I’m seven.”
She looks back at the TV and puts the thumb back in her mouth. Salvia string in tact.
I love Rihanna’s music….. but this video has WAAAAYYY too many toxic images in a four-minute span. Sex, drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, gambling, theft, reckless driving fighting, unstable relationships, unsanitary conditions, homemade tattoos, nudity and lets not forget the filth… and the poor fashion choices. Continue reading
Rhea can definitely be a hand full. She is all the son that we will EVER need. To be honest, she is a very big part of the reason why we aren’t having anymore kids. Not that she has been the biggest menace to society her whole life, but she has definitely challenged us as parents… especially when she was a little younger.
It was quite the struggle trying to figure out what techniques to use to make her listen or behave. Time out was never an option. For one, she would never sit still for more than three seconds at a time……. and for another, if we left her in a corner by herself for an extended period of time, ain’t no telling what that corner will look like when timeout is over. Poop, pee, spit, boogers…. she will use anything to destroy the corner and make sure we never put her in it again. Continue reading
I am a firm believer that celebrities, entertainers and athletes shouldn’t ever be considered role models… unless that is a responsibility that they want to take on themselves. To a certain extent, I’m kinda against censorship and I don’t believe that Eminem, Britney Spears and Tiger Woods should cater their craft to the people who don’t want to hear or see certain things. If they are going to accommodate or take into consideration the public, then they should accommodate their fans that like them for their talents and not their lifestyle choices. Continue reading