REAGAN

     This has not been my best day ever, I've been a little down. But with a little boy like Reagan in the house no one can stay down for long. Let me explain him to you. He is six years old and quite the little sweet heart. He was born and seemed quite normal. He did things a little different than most babies, but we didn't mind. At the age of about a year and a half old, he began to lose words, he knew many words up until then....but he just stopped saying them, and he stopped playing with us, he sat behind the recliner and played alone...lineing his toys up in rows.
     I recognized the symptoms and called specialists, and in the meantime we worked with him ourselves as a family. While he shunned hugs, we hugged anyway. While he withdrew, we followed. While he played alone, we sat beside him and played.
     For a couple of years he only echoed what he heard, and scenes from tv shows he liked. He was a little parrot. But little by little he began to come out of the shadows and join us. Through prayer and play and perserverance, Reagan of the "Reaganisms", was born. Believe it or not, its only been a year that he has began to talk and have actual conversations. The first time he said Well, I love you Mommy" I cried for a long time.
     Now I must share the latest "Reaganism" which is what we have named his little profound and often funny statements:
    Reagan runs up to me with face shining and a smile as big as the sun,"Well, Mommy I CLEANED THE TABLE!" Ethan says, you did?" Reagan smiles,"YEAH I SPIT! and then I used the towel and everything! ITS shiny!"
    It means so much more now that you know his story I hope!



    

stormy weather

     Storms bring out the worst, best and funniest in everyone. It has been cool windy, and rainy most of the day. In fact, very  windy and tornados close by. I have been sitting at the computer writing and since I live in an apartment I can hear neighbors as they come and go. I have to smile when I here the high pitched shrieks as they run in the cold pouring rain from their cars to their doors.
     People drive faster than they should in such weather, hoping to get home quicker, but it makes for bad tempers and dangerous situations.
     Even as the wind howls and the rain pours, my poor Shadow (poodle) has to go potty, but he won't go out in the rain! Unless of course I walk out with him....NOT A FUN TIME. I ask you, what is the difference in three inches of roof over my head as I wait for him? It isn't good enough... he stares pitifully, I must step out into the rain with him or he will go back inside and use the floor.
     I threaten him as I often do with making a hearth rug out of him...he smiles and wags.... because he knows I dont have a hearth.

Spring Cleaning

Spring cleaning is always an experience! Almost like christmas, I find things I forgot I had, things I dont need , and things that make me exclaim, "what is that?"  This go round I found some Christmas angel ornaments that I never found in time for Christmas,and some winter gloves that I really need now that it is spring!. I found an unused Huggie diaper that I know will come in handy someday; so I stashed it in a box for the grandkids that I may have, finally, before I am seventy.
     I did part with clothes that are too large, for I plan ahead, never to need them; and kept some old craft magazines, because I know I will make those things one day. Quilting material is always a must, so, I have a box full that will make a snuggly quilt one day. In the meantime, I will use the beads from that pretty broken necklace to make a brand new one even preetier!
    I discovered my poodle, Shadow's, various hiding places for his rocks, (he should have been a geologist's doggie), that he brings in every day, also my missing wooden spoons were in his stash! I have yet to catch him getting one , but he must climb onto to the table to accomplish it.
     Yes spring cleaning is always a great deal of fun and nostalgia, Can't wait 'til fall cleaning and see what I find!
    

     Many Native American's believed that their soul would be stolen if a photograph was taken of them. The Amish believe it is allowing a graven image to be made which is forbidden by God in the Bible.Most people while shunning a camerathemselves, readily fill their homes with photos of children, grandchildren and pets, so as to never forget a moment in time.
I have recently had to deal with loss and decide whether to choose dispair or contentment in the midst of it.
     My apartment was flooded twice this winter due to a faulty sprinkler system in the construction. The flood could have been worse than it was, I lost a computer, a number of books, photographs and paper work, not to mention clothes and other things.
     The computer , of course, was important, but my two prized possesions were my photographs and books, and that was the greatest loss to my heart.
I said before it could have been worse for I still have a number of books and the most prized are still in fine shape , but my phographs were many and now they are very few.
     I sorrowed for a while and then I thought, these photos contain no souls, I still have my family , some people only have photos, no family. And to mourn the loss more than a little would be to make it a graven image. I soon decided to be content, I dont need photographs to remember my children, and books with time can be replaced.
     God cares for me in good times as well as chaotic times, He never forgets me and provides all my needs one way or another. The clothes were soon replaced, and blessings poured in showing that He had not forgotten. He is always going to care for me.

Francine Rivers

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GIVE ME LIBERTY< OR GIVE ME DEATH!

Today in history, Patrick Henry proclaimed the words, "Give me liberty or give me death!" Do people today fully appreciate those words, do they know the meaning of them? I pondered that for a while and I see around me great compromise.
Give me Liberty, or give me safety
Give me Liberty or give me free health care
Give me liberty or give me money
Whereas Liberty at one time in america was worth dying for, it has been replaced with an idea that if we have everything we want we no longer need liberty.
Patrick Henry and so many other great patriots and leaders knew what compromise would bring...without Liberty there is only bondage and where there is bondage there is no freedom.
Let us never forget the words and thier menaing"GIVE ME LIBERTY...OR GIVE ME DEATH!"

LOST in K-MART, ...a Mother's Struggle to Find Herself...Cause the Kid Knew Where He was All Along

Went to K-mart today to clothes shop with teenage son. If that wasn't enough drama, take along a ten year old and a newly turned six year old, hyper-active, Calvin clone and be back in time for church. While teen and I looked at clothes with one eye and Calvin (REAGAN) with the other, Angela stood sweetly by watching. Reagan sat on the shelving, swam through the hanging clothes screaming in a gurgling drowning voice,"HELP ME" somebody, please help me", as he slowy sank lower.

On the way to socks and underwear suddenly Calvin, oops I mean Reagan disappeared, literally he was there one second right beside my left leg and the next he was not. I spun around, I called his name, I looked through clothes hanging. I called louder. I ran to adjoining aisles, nothing. I searched for about five whole minutes, and was begining to panic when a K-mart employee asked me if I needed help. Soon all the employees were on walkie talkies and his name was famous on the loud speaker....they were about to lock down the store when miraculously...we found him.

In the tiny walk way between undies and socks, THERE HE LAY... he said, "Look Mommy I found a mirror!" It was the security globe of black that caught his amazement to the point of blocking out the voices callinag his name and the hustle of people looking for him.

Yes I wanted to kill him as much as I was glad to see him alive! He innocently was amazed that everyone was upset.

He said,, "I was right here Mommy Was you lost?"