Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Purple Angels
I am a believer. My goal is to get to heaven - whatever that is. Due to recent events in our family, my daughter, Roo, daily asks me about heaven, Jesus, and God. I tend to be real honest with my answers, but keep it on a level that I think she will understand. At times I think she understands more than me, and then at other times she reminds me how innocent she really is. Her constant questions tell me that she is trying to make sense of it all.
The other day while Ason was napping, I let her watch Mulan on the downstairs TV for "quiet time." As I wrote out bills and organized upstairs I heard a scream like no other. Roo was excitedly calling for me to come downstairs. I thought for sure there was a snake in the basement. As I walked down the stairs, Roo was yelling, "MOM, come quick, it's GOD! I see GOD! That's what he looks like!" She is pointing at the screen at a ghost like figure that the characters are calling God. Although I don't know much about that part of the movie, I came to understand that Roo is having trouble making sense of something she can't see. Her goal is to find out what God looks like - and apparently she has found out. I was just glad it wasn't a snake!
Later in the car she asked me, "Mom, do you get to take your clothes to Heaven?" Now, you have to understand Roo - clothes are very important to her. I suppose she sees pictures of angels in white robes and she wonders if her robe can be purple. Anyway, I decide to take this discussion one step further and tell her about her soul. I go on to say that her body will stay here on earth and her soul will go to heaven. Trying to describe your soul to a 3 year old is not an easy task, but I thought I was up to it. Using language I can't even remember, I tell her that her soul is inside of her, the things in her heart, the things she feels, blah, blah, blah. As I go on and on, I hear a sniffle or two from Roo. Then she starts crying. "I don't want my heart to go to heaven - I want it to stay here with me!!!"
What am I thinking!! This is way too deep for a 3 year old. I don't even know what I am saying anymore. I might as well tell her where babies come from at this point.
"Hey Roo, I forgot, you DO get to take your clothes to heaven with you." The crying stops and we head to the park to play.
The other day while Ason was napping, I let her watch Mulan on the downstairs TV for "quiet time." As I wrote out bills and organized upstairs I heard a scream like no other. Roo was excitedly calling for me to come downstairs. I thought for sure there was a snake in the basement. As I walked down the stairs, Roo was yelling, "MOM, come quick, it's GOD! I see GOD! That's what he looks like!" She is pointing at the screen at a ghost like figure that the characters are calling God. Although I don't know much about that part of the movie, I came to understand that Roo is having trouble making sense of something she can't see. Her goal is to find out what God looks like - and apparently she has found out. I was just glad it wasn't a snake!
Later in the car she asked me, "Mom, do you get to take your clothes to Heaven?" Now, you have to understand Roo - clothes are very important to her. I suppose she sees pictures of angels in white robes and she wonders if her robe can be purple. Anyway, I decide to take this discussion one step further and tell her about her soul. I go on to say that her body will stay here on earth and her soul will go to heaven. Trying to describe your soul to a 3 year old is not an easy task, but I thought I was up to it. Using language I can't even remember, I tell her that her soul is inside of her, the things in her heart, the things she feels, blah, blah, blah. As I go on and on, I hear a sniffle or two from Roo. Then she starts crying. "I don't want my heart to go to heaven - I want it to stay here with me!!!"
What am I thinking!! This is way too deep for a 3 year old. I don't even know what I am saying anymore. I might as well tell her where babies come from at this point.
"Hey Roo, I forgot, you DO get to take your clothes to heaven with you." The crying stops and we head to the park to play.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Addiction
Hey - is anyone still out there!?! Sorry if you have been cursing my name everytime you come to this blog and see PEA KNUCKLE! Well, anyway, thanks for checking up on me. No excuses for my 2 month absence. Don't be shy and let me know that you are still checking in on me.
Anyway. . .
My name is Allee. I shop at Target. There. I have said it. Although this is not a unique addiction (probably more Target shoppers than there are smokers!), it is an addiction nonetheless. My New Year's resolution last year was to limit my Target runs to once a week - which just meant that I spent twice as much on my one trip there. I give up. Their Dollar Spot is just too tempting. And Roo always seems to need more clothes off the clearance rack.
Well I think I hit an all-time low. School Supplies just went on sale - and I bought lots of them. Ten notebooks for a dollar. They don't get any cheaper than that. Here is a list of my purchases: Glue sticks, Elmer's School glue, lots of pencils, red pens, blue pens, black pens, ruler, markers (classic, bright, bold - thick and thin) crayons, folders, highlighters, backpack, scissors, and post-it notes.
Sounds like I am off to a great start. Ready for the school year. Except that I don't work and my kids are 1 and 3. AND, I already have all these supplies at my house from last year's sale! I guess instead of loading up on canned goods in case the bird flu comes my way, I am loading up on school supplies in case. . . oh I don't know. . . in case they decide to not put school supplies on sale the year my kids start going to school. Yeah right. I just can't resist. I am addicted.
