Wednesday, November 30, 2016

A PHOTO HISTORY OF OTHER PEOPLE

I've talked about our wall of love before. Originally it was a temporary display of pictures we put up during Christmas every year, like in this old post. Several years ago I put the pictures up permanently in our apartment hallway. Then they went up in the house we live in now. The wall of love has moved around our home a few times, but it's currently in our kitchen.


At some point, I don't remember when, we started adding school pictures, graduation announcements, missionary prayer cards, pregnancy and birth announcements, engagement and wedding pictures ... pretty much any picture people give us. The wall of love is one of my favorite things about our home!

I replace old pictures as updated ones come in and take down any that are a year old, even if we don't have a newer one. I never want to throw the old pictures away, but I definitely lean toward minimalism and don't like to keep things that aren't earning the space they take up. That means I can't just shove them in a box to store for years on end. So I came up with a solution a long time ago. All old pictures go in this basket, which stays in our living room.


I guess you could call it the basket of love. It's filled with years and years, probably close to 15, of pictures the people in our life have given us. It's a friend and family history of sorts. Some people we talk to on a regular basis, others we've lost touch with. Neighbors, midwives, and former teachers. People who have faced serious health problems, significant parenting challenges, and other overwhelming circumstances. Families that have grown through birth and adoption, households that have shrunk when their kids moved out or died young.

People from all over America and some who live internationally. Individuals who got married, marriages that have ended in divorce. Kids and adults who are excelling in their positive endeavors, others who have made headlines for various crimes. A myriad of family sizes, career paths, religious beliefs, schooling choices, and lifestyles. Some fighting addictions, others finally clean and sober. Friends from childhood, high school, and college. People we met after Tim and I were married. A total hodge-podge of people we've known and loved over the years.

The wall of love is a fun way to be constantly reminded of the people in our lives right now, but the basket of love has become a neat way to remember the past.

Monday, November 21, 2016

MOVIES I WATCHED: 6/29/16 - 11/19/16

The Finest Hours
I watched this after reading The Finest Hours: The True Story of a Heroic Sea Rescue, written by Michael J. Tougias and Casey Sherman. Both tell the inspiring story of a few brave men who put their lives on the line to save several men stranded on two sinking ships. I enjoyed both the book and the movie.

For the Glory
This movie is about Kurt Kuykendall, a man who was originally on track to become an Olympic basketball player, but who unexpectedly became a professional soccer player.

Into the Cold: A Journey of the Soul
This documentary is about two men who set out to reach the North Pole. While I certainly admire their hard work and determination, I actually enjoyed their photography more than the story of their journey.

Mariachi High
Hard-working students, a passionate teacher, great music, and some fierce competition. We enjoyed watching the mariachi band from Zapata High School as they prepared for and participated in mariachi competitions, as well as seeing snippets of several other bands competing.

Mr. Holland's Opus
I hadn't seen this one in many years when I recently introduced it to the kids, but I loved it just as much as I had before. It's about pursuing dreams and walking away from them, being committed to your family and letting them down, loyalty and perseverance, temptation and failure, teamwork and being self-centered. Life, basically.

Storks
No longer baby deliverers, storks now deliver packages. Until they accidentally have to deliver a baby and things fall apart. And then come together. There were a few things we found funny and/or creative, but none of us were particularly impressed with the movie overall.


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Friday, November 18, 2016

PSA: CURLY HAIR IS NOT PUBLIC PROPERTY


"Look, but don't touch." Those words are often spoken by parents to their kids when something is breakable or simply not theirs to mess with. Today I'm sharing that phrase with the world as a friendly announcement that the same approach should be taken when it comes to other people's curly hair.

For some reason, people seem to think that curly hair is public property, especially if that curly hair is on a child. Both total strangers we've never seen before and well-meaning people we know and like, from young kids to elderly people, touch my kids' hair on a regular basis. It happens to my girl and boys, so it's not about gender. It happens to my dark and light kids, so it's not about race. It happens from birth to fourteen years old (currently the age of our oldest kid), so it's not about cute little babies and toddlers. It's just about the curls.

Right around four years old the kids start asking me why people keep touching their hair. I explain that most people are just curious about what it feels like and don't realize how rude and annoying it is to be on the receiving end. I tell them that if they're bothered by it, which they always are, they need to look the person in the eyes and firmly, but politely, say, "Please don't touch my hair without my permission".

We talk about how it's good and right to enforce personal boundaries for how people touch you. We also talk about how it's equally good and right to respect that the first offense usually comes from ignorance and thoughtlessness, not any sort of malicious or rude intent. We don't want to make the situation more awkward than necessary, embarrassing the person by touching them back (which is mighty tempting sometimes, but completely hypocritical) or saying something rude. Finally, we talk about how they can have Tim or I talk to repeat offenders and/or be a little less polite and a little more forceful in how they deal with it themselves.

I think most people realize it's not very polite to touch someone else's hair without permission. It's why it never happens to Tim or I as adults, despite the fact that we both have curly hair. It's why there are occasionally people who ask our kids before they touch, which we always thank them for. We're grateful for their good manners and for the opportunities our kids get to give one of the two responses we've suggested to them - "Sure, and thanks for asking first" or "No, and thanks for asking first". It's why it never happens to my straight-haired friends with straight-haired kids.

Like I said before, we realize that most people aren't trying to be rude (the rare exception being repeat offenders who have been asked to stop and won't comply), so this isn't something we're angry about. It is, however, something that's very frustrating for the ones who get touched in a manner they don't like on a regular basis. Let's put you in their shoes (or wig, as the case may be) for a moment.

If you're prone to touching other people's curly hair without permission, ask yourself why. Because it's different than your own hair and you're simply curious? Then make sure you're also comfortable with people randomly coming up to you and touching parts of your body that are different from their own. Because they're smaller than you and it's easy to do? Then accept that anyone bigger than you can touch you as they see fit. Because you think their hair is attractive? Then allow others to touch the parts of your body they find attractive whenever they feel compelled to. Because you know them and don't think they'll mind? Then don't be bothered if people you know touch you whenever, wherever, and for whatever reason they want.

Am I saying that no one should ever touch another person without permission? No, that would be absolutely ridiculous. There are cultural norms for touching in our country as a whole, in the smaller groups we're part of, and with individual people we know. What I am saying is that rubbing, twirling, stroking, or otherwise touching the hair of someone who didn't give you permission or ask you to, or with whom you don't already have an established relationship that includes such behavior, is unpleasant for the person whose hair you're touching. It just is. Their hair is not public property. It's their hair, on their head, on their body. Please respect that.

That's all. You may now carry on with your day.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

11/17/16: THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful that the first three days of our school week, which are our "hit the ground running" days, have gone really well and now we can relax for the last two.

What's something that you're thankful for?

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

FRESH AIR & MOVING BODIES

I'm making an effort to enjoy some outdoor activity with little Ws on a more regular basis, with a loosely held goal of getting out to a park or going on a hike once a week. 

Two weeks ago it meant heading down to Centennial with the intention of soaking up 45-60 minutes of sunshine on a Thursday morning, but staying for three hours instead, leaving only because it was way past lunch and we were hungry. We played on the playground for an hour, spent another hour working our way through the exercise circuit, then hung out on the playground for another hour. 


Yes, I made them smile for the camera while staring straight into the sun.


Then another picture shifted away from the sun, which Teebs appears to be trying to catch in his mouth.


Last week it meant a Tuesday afternoon hike, even though Tuesdays are one of our heaviest school days and even though afternoons are the worst time for us. That's my version of living on the edge! Actually, it was the sunniest day of the week and I tweaked other things to make it work for us to hike in nice weather. Kari and her kids met us at Magness and we all spent a couple hours hiking, visiting, and running around.


This week it's meant taking a 30 minute walk mid-morning during a break in the rain on Monday. Some Ws ran, some walked. Everyone chatted and enjoyed the fall leaves, nests, birds, squirrels, and drizzle in the midst of our school day. The week's not over and we still may end up going on a hike or to a park later on, but at least we went on a nice walk together.

Monday, November 14, 2016

CAT BED

Our stray cat that sorta lives here is usually sleeping at our back door when we wake up in the morning during the cold months. We've tried making little beds for her in the past, but she's had no interest in our attempts to keep her a little bit warmer. 

Despite our unappreciated displays of kindness in the past, Naomi decided a couple weeks ago that she wanted to make a bed for Mama Cat (our name for her ever since she made her presence known by bringing her kittens to us two summers ago). She snagged a box from the recycling bin, cut a doorway in it, lined with an old towel, and called it good. 


Devon woke up the next morning and saw this.


He quickly snapped a picture so Naomi would see the success of her efforts when she woke up. Mama has been there nearly every morning since and even crawls in the box for her mid-day naps. Needless to say, Naomi has been pretty happy!

Friday, November 11, 2016

HALLOWEEN - 2016

I could not possibly care less about Halloween and wouldn't do anything to acknowledge the day if our church didn't have a harvest festival that we enjoy and help with. Even then, I don't dress up. Boring, I know.

However, all the little Ws have enjoyed carving pumpkins at some point in their childhood and Tim doesn't mind helping them with the process. This year Naomi and Teebs wanted to do it, so they hunkered down at the table with Tim a few days before Halloween and got busy.






We lit them for a few minutes before the kids hit the sack, long enough to take a picture.


The same two little Ws decided to dress up for the harvest festival at the last minute, so they ransacked the dress-up bin and went as a police officer and dancer. There is no rule about what kind of costume to wear, but it's a church event and there are plenty of biblical costumes. On the way to church I asked the kids, just for fun, if they could put a biblical spin on these two costumes. We came up with Naomi being one of women of I Samuel 18 who was dancing in celebration of David's conquest and Teebs being a Pharisee, an enforcer of the law. Not too shabby for unplanned costumes and thinking of a biblical spin on the fly!


As we've done for over a decade, lunch on November 1st was candy. Lots of candy. Devon worked half of the event, but still managed to come home with 14 ... 14... pounds of candy. Ay yi yi! Check out his pile.


To put that in perspective, Silas had none (our kids work one shift once they hit junior high and both shifts in high school), Naomi had 3 1/2, and Teebs had 2 1/2. Needless to say, Devon didn't get to keep it all. He'd been hopeful we'd let him keep it all, but wasn't surprised that we didn't. He didn't let his disappointment affect his attitude and we still let him keep more than the other kids. That boy has some refined candy gathering skills!

Anyway, we gave Silas part of Devon's excess, which was an unexpected treat for him, and they all pigged out on candy for lunch. After doing a fair amount of trading, of course.


Thursday, November 10, 2016

11/10/16: THANKFUL THURSDAY

I'm thankful for iron supplements.

What's one thing that you're thankful for?

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

OAK APPLES

We found several oak apples (also called oak galls) when we were at Champoeg a couple weeks ago, all of which are now gathered in a bowl that bounces between our dining and coffee tables.


We found several leaves with one gall attached, like this one.


A few with two.


Two with three.


And one with four.


They were scattered all over the ground under a particular tree, but Devon called to me from up in the branches and asked for the camera. He'd found one still hanging, liked how the mossy branches framed it, and wanted to take a picture from his vantage point.


If you're unfamiliar with oak apples, then here are more pictures and a description.

Monday, November 7, 2016

A WEEK WITHOUT SCREENS

With the exception of Tim, our whole family just spent a week completely free of screens. We posted notices in a couple online places so people would know to call if they needed to reach us and the two of us with e-mail addresses set a vacation response letting people know they wouldn't get an immediate reply. Then we unplugged from screens. No Youtube videos or library movies for entertainment or education. No Skype, e-mail, or texting for the sake of chatting (I did respond to three texts about scheduling, which I told the little Ws ahead of time I would have to do if those texts came). No accessing bank or library accounts. No writing on or reading Facebook or blogs. No checking the news, weather, or event schedules for church or other groups we're part of. No maps or recipe sites for menu planning. No screens at all. (We don't have any TV channels, which is why I didn't list it above.)

We'll never be anti-screen, but I knew that the the little Ws and I all needed a detox. The problem wasn't how much time we were spending on screens, as there's no set amount of time that's right for everyone all the time, but that we were avoiding other parts of life in favor of screens. It was about our motives for and dependence on screen time.

On Saturday night I had each of us write down (or dictate, as the case was with Teebs) what we thought the pros and cons of our week were. I combined them into a joint list, which we spent a few minutes going over on Sunday. Here is what we came up with.

NEGATIVES
- less entertainment options
- less time with friends
- "I like it so much." (Referring to screen time.)
- missed the fun of screens
- couldn't look things up
- missed specific screen things that are really enjoyed
- inconvenient for some practical things
- "Screens are the best thing ever!" (I assure you this W likes plenty of non-screen things.)

POSITIVES
- less time with friends (meaning friend time wasn't consuming the day)
- more time outside
- not asking/being asked for screens all the time
- found other things to do
- more family time/interaction
- more creative play (still hoping I get permission to share picture proof)
- less wasted time
- not doing screens every day (the lack of a daily dependence/expectation)
- listened to different music (busted out CDs we hadn't listened to in a while, since Pandora, Spotify, and iPods were off limits)

There are a few areas of life where I'm trying to make some changes, things that have slowly become less than ideal and which I want to be more proactive about choosing wisely. As is often the case, there's overlap in all the areas, including screen time, so it will be interesting to see what changes we make moving forward. I decided to be offline on Sunday several months ago, but I don't know that we'll come up with a strict plan for overall screen time from here on out. I suspect that we'll spend less effort specifically trying to reduce screen time to a certain number of hours or minutes and just increase our effort to invest more time doing what we find more valuable instead.

How often do you go screen-free? Do you go "all or nothing" and ditch every screen or prefer a modified version of reduced time on certain devices, times, or days? Are you content with the amount of time your family currently uses screens, regardless of purpose, or would you like to see some sort of change?