When they grow up....

For the most part I wanted to keep this blog fairly lighthearted, but after the inane riots in our beautiful city of Vancouver last night I have to diverge momentarily from that plan. I couldn't help wondering as I watched person after person cheer and take photos of destruction, looting and criminal behaviour - how do kids grow up to be like that?

We all work hard to teach our kids to say please and thank-you, to share with others and not put their hands down their pants in public. But I feel that sometimes these lessons are taught within an inward-focused bubble of family and friends. It is important that they form these ideas in a supportive environment, but also within the greater context of a global community.

My hope for my children is that they do grow up to be respectful, compassionate and thoughtful human beings. And that they find ways to share these traits not only with those they love and hold dear, but also with people outside of that group. I hope that they are involved in their communities, that they engage in political discourse, that they volunteer to help others less fortunate and that when they see behaviour like we saw last night they not only are appalled by it, but that they find ways to actively combat it.

Follow-up to last post....

Meant to blog on something else, but couldn't resist sharing this. After reading my last blog post, my husband decided to test my son's recollection of our discussion. So a couple of evenings ago, my husband again asks him: "Since daddy loves mommy and she married him, what should he say to her?"

To which my son replied: "Mercy."

Funny comment of the day.

We were all driving in the car one day having a discussion about getting married. I told my son that I was married to daddy because I love him. He got very upset and said "I want to marry you." We weren't sure why he was upset, but finally figured out that he thought that if you weren't married to someone then they didn't love you.

So we explained that we loved him very much and would always love him and that he didn't need to marry mommy or daddy for this to happen.

At the end of this discussion, I said to my son "I love you". Then I said "And because daddy married me I say I love you to him too. So since mommy married daddy, what should he say to me?"

My son: "Thank you."

Why another blog?

I am a full-time SAHM (stay-at-home mom) as well as a business owner. At this point in time, my son is almost 3 and my daughter is 8 months old. The combination of 2 young kids and a hectic work life (and 1 husband, 2 dogs, etc...) makes for what seems like a comical life most days. But why blog about it?

Well, I am in the wedding/event planning industry, and my business partner and I keep joking about when we are going to get our own reality tv show. We have so many crazy stories to share with the world we need it! However, in order not to go out of business it's better that we keep our opinions about all these hysterical wedding escapades to ourselves for the time being.

So, since I can't share the stories from my professional life, I thought I could share the stories from my personal life. I have another (private) blog that has been going for almost 4 years now. We created it just for our families and friends to keep up to date with photos of the kids. Simple and sweet.

This blog is different from that. This is my place to vent, express, share and generally commiserate about the wonderful world of parenting. I am not trying to change the world in any dramatic fashion - just sharing my observations and opinions.

Thank-you for joining me on this ride. At the very least I hope that it occasionally puts a smile on your face and maybe, just once in a while, touches your heart.

Lisa