Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Celebrate America with you!

As an American literature teacher I rejourney through our American history every year with my students. As we move through the political pieces of the Revolutionary War with Patrick Henry and Ben Franklin and moved towards the Post Modern Era of today we often discuss what is an American today.

At a time when our country is so in conflict with one another, I am often reminded through their insight and what I can recall seeing at horrific times like 9/11 and the  Boston marathon bombing what makes America so great. Our student body represents over 25 different countries. I teach students of Christian, Jewish, Muslim, and so many other religious faiths. Our students literally represent the melting pot of what is America. Some are rich, some are poor, and others are middle class. Our goal is to celebrate excellence through diversity everyday.

And like the little representation of America that they are some are hard workers and embrace the beauty of what America is with its opportunties. But many of them also expressed frustration, which within our classroom was directed at their peers but within our society is sometimes directed at our fellow Americans, towards those that take for granted the freedoms and opportunties that others have fought, died, and won for us. They saw and resented the sometimes spoiled, entitled attitude that at times smears the American identity. What they chose, what we all choose I think,  to see as the true American, whether natural born or an immigrant citizen that comes here for a better future, is someone who works hard for himself, his family, and others; who siezes the wonderful opportunties that this country has worked so hard to provide for its citizens; is someone who stands strong for his or her beliefs even if they are at first standing alone; who accepts diversity because America fights for the good of all of humanity.

As a teacher of our youth, as an American, and more so as a mother, I have concerns for our future, especially during these very troubling times but I cling to my optimism that America will prevail. That no matter our political disagreements we will do what is right in the end because we are the land of the free and value equality for all. We will do what needs to be done to provide a safer and better tomorrow for our future and our children. The unity that shines through in the toughest of times like 9/11 and the recent Boston Marathon attacks show that we will stand strong; that we will overcome. Our politicians will remember it is not about a win/loss score for their political party but it is about what is good for the American people. The people that chose them to represent them by upholding their rights, by protecting them, and providing them the opportunities for each of us to find our own American greatness.  And then it is on each of us to maximize those rights and opportunties. Men and women put their lives on the line every day domestically and abroad to protect our rights and keep this the land of the free and what better way to honor them and every person that ever died fighting for our freedoms and protection than to fulfill our own. Be an American-stand tall with and for our fellow man and find our greatness. If not for ourselves then for everyone else that died for that chance. God bless, America! Happy Independence Day, America!




Thanks to my dad, grandpa Williams, and grandpa Morgante (RIP) for fighting for our American rights!

Sunday, June 30, 2013

My love for traveling

I'm pretty sure everyone loves vacation time. Who wouldn't, right? We all need a break but vacation doesn't always or necessarily mean taking a trip or traveling. In fact, I know many people who can take or leave the idea of traveling for vacation or if they do travel it's to their favorite destination, usually not too far away because even if you're not a big fan of traveling sometimes it's nice to probably escape the everyday household chores. So traveling isn't everyone's thing and that's cool. Nate and I both come from families that have a mix of the love to travel and those that just really don't care about it too much. We all have different passions. Luckily we ended up with the same travel gene, especially since everyone in my family (parents and siblings) have the opposite gene of me.

We share a passion for traveling. I love the road. I don't mind flying but would actually prefer driving because it offers such a great opportunity to see this beautiful world we live in. I love seeing new places and experiencing different foods and things that different places offer. It amazes me how even here in the United States how vastly different areas of our country are from one another. We are so many different cultures within this large American culture. I love the history you can learn from the old West towns like in South Dakota to the Civil War towns of Maryland and Virginia to the Plantation homes of the South to the history of the lighthouses on the coast. I love the beauty of the mountains along the East, the flat farmland of the Midwest, the rolling waves of the ocean, and even the hot sticky dry desert in the west (it probably awes me the least though).  I am always awed by these beautiful sights and the facts of what America was like to what it's is like.

I always say my kids will either love traveling or hate it. Averi at the age of four has already visited over a dozen different states. I got my passion for traveling from my mom's sister and parents. From the time I was a little kid I had always wanted to travel and see more of the world. Nate wants to see the whole world. But me being more the realist know that this probably won't happen (maybe we'll win the lottery one day though) so I like to set my sights on more realistic goals so I don't set myself up for disappointment. So for now I'm more focused on seeing all of this great country we live in. As for other countries beside Canada, Australia, South Africa, and Italy and Greece are my top three huge travel desirees.

As for the United States, we have pretty much covered everything we've wanted to see east of the Mississippi. I think we have three destitations left here on our list. They are New England (New York City, Boston, and Maine), the Upper Penisula of Michigan (with a stop in Chicago), and the Gulf Shores with New Orleans. There are a few repeat trips we would like to make such as Disney World of course. Most of the trips left are west of the Mississippi. Unfortunately we haven't hit too many of our desired places out there. Our list out there is closer to a dozen including Alaska and Hawaii.

We have a map we hanging in our office that shows all the places we've been. I like to see it as a reminder of where we've been and all where we have left to go. Traveling is something I ve always wanted to do and even though sometimes it's disappointing that I can't get to some of those places faster the map reminds me we're making our way around. All in good time.

I always say I want us to be like my grandparents when we retire. They spent so much of their retirement traveling around the US, enjoying all the sights and experiencing all the different things different areas of the country have to offer. One day. I'm not really ready for retirement age yet so I think I'll just stick with getting to where we can when we can for the time being. Then for now my kids can enjoy and learn from all the places we visit as they won't have a choice for now but to come along for the ride.

For now bon voyage for now as we head out on our trip to South Carolina today.
 

Saturday, June 29, 2013

My kids were perfect...for a moment...then there's me

As parents we have had to learn how to do everything with our kids in tow. We don't have any family around, and even though we have great friends around, we don't want to take too much advantage of their wonderful offerings to take our kiddos off our hands for awhile and most of the time by the time we would fork up the money to pay a babysitter, there's not much left for a date so we make do in whatever way can. So this tends to lead to us dragging them along for adult fun or leaving them to fend for themselves (this is sometimes when maybe Averi's "helping" leads to an Averi story). Most of my stories are those mishap stories that occur because of probably our distracted parenting or just my curious child's personality.

But today, as I dragged my children to the store for two hours (two hours in the store with a four year old), to three wineries, and out to dinner I couldn't help but to think how even though I was at first disappointed that I wouldn't be going to the store by myself after all, or that it'd be nice once in awhile do something like wineries and dinner without my kids in tow, I realized why when I do get those rare trips out without them it feels unusually quiet and kind of dull.

I wish I could have had a video camera and tape recorder for the conversations Averi and I had throughout our two hour store trip. The girl is just hilarious. I turned around as I was looking at underwear or something and found her like this. I think the picture says it all about why this trip involved way more laughing than mommy frustration.


For the afternoon, there are a bunch of wineries near our house and it was a gorgeous afternoon, so we decided to take a little afternoon trip around Carroll County and stop in at a few of them. Of course, Averi informed us that it was boring, but she and her sister just sat down at nearby tables, waving and greeting people as they came in. My little devils were little angels all afternoon, sitting and patiently waiting, while they smiled and won over all the people that they came across.

Then we all went to dinner, which let me tell you, taking two kids to a bar at 5:00 was a way better idea than the first time we ended up in a bar with a baby. Now, first before you start your horrified parent attacks let me clarify a few things. First the bar we took Averi to at one week old we went to to eat wings and we thought with it being a Sunday night it would be more like a restuarant than a bar, but it ended up being packed and loud, and I don't think either of us will ever forget that first parental horror of "what was I thinking".  Don't we all have those? I know for most it's not because you took your baby to a bar but for us this was probably our first experience with that parental horror. Today, though we stopped in at a place we didn't know that we thought said family restuarant on it but it pretty much had a bar with high top bar tables. Luckily though it was only 5 so we were able to grab one of the few lower tables in the stage/DJ area. There was already music playing-dancing kind of music-and because it was only us and the people at the bar, and we were at a table in the "stage/dancing" area we let the girls get up and dance. It was quite the memorable dinner date! Their little dance moves had not only us laughing and enjoying ourselves but the people in and at the bar. Again, I wish I would have had my video camera because the still pictures just don't capture the entertainment that it was.
                                             I love them :). They can always make me smile.
                                                          My beautiful babies.

                             Our cowgirls waiting to take the stage for the night's entertainment
               I really needed a video of Kenzi's dance. She was hilarious. She had like 5 moves with foot stomping and hand jives that she all mixed up. It really was quite the act.

                                                              Didn't get a very good pic of Ave's show.

It was such a simple but great day of enjoying each other's company. The girls made me laugh and smile and it was just some of those moments I hope to remember. I wasn't stressed all day and the girls didn't get on my nerves or feel like they were driving me crazy. It was just so nice to have a day like that again.

And when we got about 15 miles down the road back towards home I realized I left my debit card at the restuarant. Guess we can't all be perfect on the same day. But even the 30 minutes out of the way we had to go to get my card back didn't really seem like that big of an annoyance.

I'm sure my little monsters will be back to their usual mischief tomorrow but overall today reminded their  momma that they really are pretty good girls. We are very blessed to be the ones they call momma and daddy.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

To the nut house or we are the nut house?

A letter to my wonderful family that drives me a little batty,

To Averi,

Your sister's twenty four months clothes that you can magically squeeze your tiny butt into but with your belly button practically showing does not fit and no you can not wear it out in public.

I know you like to help your sister but again your clothes are for you and her clothes are for her. Quit dressing her in your clothes.

Trying to throw your sister in the air like your dad is NOT a good idea. I know you think she's your baby sister but she's just about as big as you. And dropping her on head today while attempting this was just not good.

Some days I really want to repeat some of those phrases in Go the FOK to sleep book. Stay in your damn bed please!

To Kenzi,

You may not believe this but when I totally knocked you out of the way of the oven shortly after you just finished crying forever because Averi dropped you on your head, I was doing it to save you from burning your hand on the oven you were reaching your hand into.

I know sometimes you get upset; we all do, but would you please quit holding your breath and BREATHE. These almost or totally passing out episodes are getting a little ridiculous.

To my husband,

Why is it every time there seems to chaos unfolding in our house with dinner or dishes, crying or fighting kids, barking dogs, possessed fire alarms, and God knows what else it always seems like you're taking a shit. A very long one. I feel like this is a new development since we've had kids.

Does turning the TV up abnormally loud help you escape all the chaos because all it does is add to my headache?


To all of you,

I love you all very much. I couldn't imagine my life without you, but sometimes it's not so much I wonder if you are all going to send me to the nut house but that we are the nut house. Love you!
                                                Always wanting to take care of her baby sister :)

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Pausing time: A two month long snowday in our swimsuits!

One week of vacation over, and only eight more to go. But after only one week off I already feel soooo much better. And I'm already thinking the crazy anxiety I thought I  would have about going back after such a rough year won't actually be the case. I think I'll actually be back in my old ready to take it all on mentality. Because this year I think it all took me over. The beginning of the year for teachers is always hectic and crazy but you know once September ends everything kind of falls into place and life gets a little smoother again. You ever hear that song, "When September Ends"? Well, we were still living in September in June this past school year. The madness of September never ended last year. But I think I'll have my old positivity back for August this year and hopefully September ends on time this year.

This first week off after our camping trip to West Virginia last weekend was pretty low keyed. I completed one of my summer projects which was to paint my kitchen. It was yellow and I just am not a fan of yellow but I have white cabinets so didn't really know what colors to use that would go well with my white cabinets and I married a man with interior decorating opinions so our idea of comprising was to paint two walls his color (burnt orange) and two walls my color (a neatral cream). I actually ended up really liking his color. But it is a bold color so depending on your taste I feel that the new kitchen colors are either a you like it or you don't. Guess we'll get the final verdict when my mother and sisters get here in two weeks.

Other than painting, we went to the park one night, went out for bowling and ice cream one afternoon,  had a two year old birthday party with some summer swimming yesterday, and hung out around the fire pit one night. Even though it seems like summer goes too fast in some ways, time in the moment seems to go a little slower in the summer.  Everything isn't so rush, rush. Summer is a time for family and friends and one of the best things in life-the pure enjoyment of just each other. For my family because our family life is dictated by the school calendar,  summer is like those family snow days; it's just a two month long snowday in our bathing suits I guess.

Even like yesterday, we spent the afternoon at my friend's shorehouse on the Chesapeake for her daughter's second birthday, and places like that are always like little time bubbles. The day was gorgeous, the kids had a ball, the peace that being near water always offers was right there. A bunch of us from work were there and it was nice just to sit and visit with one another without the chaos of work. I've gotten to visit with friends, work around my house, play with my kids, snuggle and kiss on my little monsters until they were crying "No more, mommy!"  For the rest I'll let the pictures do the talking.