Sunday, April 26, 2009

More for you Mom's!!

The Stranger

Our fun home teacher came over today and read us this e-mail that he received a little while ago. I know some of you have possibly seen it...but I thought I would share!!

A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Texas town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on. As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger...he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies. If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind. Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.) Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home... not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush. My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing. I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER asked to leave. More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, youwould still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures. His name?.... We just call him, "TV."

Thursday, April 23, 2009

All You Mom's Out There!!

The Mom's Song

A friend of mine posted this on her facebook wall...and I thought it was a riot so I thought I would share!! So this is for all you moms out there!!!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009 no one is watching!!

Xtreme Danzz Competition at Energy Solutions Arena 04/04/09!!

Their first dance was a Hip Hop dance!!

This is the girls after they went back to the dressing room.

In between their two dances we went to The Gateway...the girls on the escalators.

Me at the restaurant at The Gateway!!

This is McKennah in her jazz costume before their final dance with MaKayla.

McKennah....It's Raining Men!!!

All the girls at the end of their final dance.

Great job girls!! They took 1st place with their hip hop dance and 2nd place with their jazz dance.