Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Sentimental

Have you ever watched Hoarders or Consumed?

Two similar shows that feature clutter, and chaos that surround the lives of people.

My house isn't picture perfect but I would like it to be more organized.

So, every week we make the purge - donating household items, used clothing and toys.

Lately, I've been cleaning out the boys' closet - only to find their baby clothes.

Cute diaper shirts, sleepers, blankets, bibs and little socks.

Can you believe it?

A wave of emotion swept over me, fond memories flooded my mind.

How could I part with all of this? No!

Silly me. So sentimental!

I have to make room somehow. Oh, it's so hard to let go!

I decided to save all the Winnie-The-Pooh outfits, sleepers and blankets. A theme I chose to decorate A.R's nursery. Perhaps, one day I can give these precious items to my future grandchildren.

I was so pleased with the progress I made. The next day, I asked the boys to clean out their toy box. They worked diligently, selecting, and discarding the toys they no longer play with.

It only took an hour!

They kept Star Wars collectibles, action figures, cars and their favourite stuffed animals.

My work is done for now.

Not until, they grow up, and leave these things behind.

Sigh.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Hula Time

It's never too late to learn something new.

I've always believed that we should keep growing and keep learning.

As a young girl, I would dream of becoming a dancer. I wanted to learn jazz, tap, ballet, and ballroom but never had the chance to.

And Mr. O has been the voice inside my head, urging me to dance. He has been asking me for years.

You see, his mother teaches hula and is getting older. He asked who would continue her work and pass down her knowledge of the Hawaiian culture.

True.

So, that is why I chose to learn to dance the hula.

Every Saturday, we would practice the basics at my sister-in-law's house. The boys would learn a Maori warrior dance and the girls would learn hula.

Honestly, it's harder than it looks but it's great exercise!

Mr. O is already thinking of dancing at The Merrie Monarch Festival - a prestigious hula competition held annually in Hawaii.

No. I don't think so.

It's only my third lesson!




Wednesday, October 19, 2011

That's My Boy!

Last month, we attended Meet The Teacher Day at J.P's school. As usual, there was an evening barbeque, and afterwards, parents could visit their child's classroom.

J.P was excited to show his classroom, and present his school work. I was pleasantly surprised to read his autobiography and see his artwork.

Here's what he wrote about his faith:

I believe people can live in peace and harmony together. I believe that war will not continue. I believe that we can raise enough money for charity and those with cancer. I will believe that our friends have strong bonds that even death cannot break.


I was just as impressed as his teacher.

And here's the kite he created in honour of Terry Fox. It reads:



I can change the world by healing the wounds of the people. But if there is a wound that no medicine can heal. There is only one thing that can heal it, love.

Isn't that beautiful? Terry Fox would be proud.

That's my boy!

Monday, October 17, 2011

Wired

I'm having social media fatigue.

I need a break.

It's nice to know what your family and friends are up to once in awhile but not all the time.

And when Blackberry experienced a service outage for three days, I couldn't contact my closest friends on Blackberry Messenger for a day. But I was still receiving my Facebook updates and Twitter feeds.

I laughed when my brother stated he had to resort to live conversations - face to face.

Could we be suffering from crackberry withdrawal?

I think so.

A day without Blackberry Messenger wasn't so bad.

Have we forgotten to socialize and interact with others on a personal level? Who still makes phone calls anyway? I now receive texts from my own mother!

Everywhere we go, people are wired.

We want the latest news, gadgets and technology.

Even as I write, the alerts on my Blackberry haven't stopped flashing. Who could it be? Is it breaking news? Should I check?

Oh dear.