Meet Elvin, our Elf on the Shelf. He made a slightly late appearance, but the boys (particularly the 7 year old) are delighted nonetheless. Hopefully, he will remember to move each night, and will find some new places to hide; we find that he sometimes gets tired and forgets to move. And, he seems to end up in the same couple of places.
Do you have an Elf? Any creative places your Elf hides? Elvin isn’t looking for anything too wild and crazy, just maybe a slight update to his usual routine!
We call this the Zone, the Will Zone. Will is our youngest son and he is a creative one. The extent of his curiosity, imagination, and ingenuity is truly limitless. While I struggle with the inevitable disasters that his creativity yields, he is in his element when surrounded by cardboard, tape, pens, scissors, paste, and the like. Here he is, in action.
UPDATE: TUrns out this was all a hoax. What a twisted way to get some personal PR.
I’m sure a few of you read about a live-tweet showdown between two passengers on a plane. Take a min and catch up on the exchange between Elan (aka ‘theyearofelan’) and a middle aged woman named Diane.
Many people are cheering for Team Elan (who also happens to be a producer on the ‘Bachelor’), but I’m not one of them.
In Elan’s tumblr blost, he explained the importance of not being “rude to people who are doing their job”. Agree. And as someone who has spent time on the salesfloor of Banana Republic, I make a point of giving an extra smile to the person who slices my turkey or delivers my mail. However, telling someone to “eat my dic$” is not going to change all of the Diane’s of the world, nor will it make the world a more pleasant place. Why?
- You can’t control someone else’s behavior — you can only control your own. Dr. Phil 101. We are not in charge of others actions; only our only actions and reactions.
- Rudeness begets Rudeness. Using vulgur language will not get someone to listen up. Hasn’t Elan watched enough of his own Bachelor shows to know that casting a stone is going to result in a stone-throwing contest?
- You never know what’s going on in someone’s life. The fact that this lady was wearing a medical mask tells me there could be more to her story. Maybe she felt this was one of the last Thanksgivings she had to be with her family? Maybe she had a rough health year and just need the love and protection of her family? We don’t know.
So Elan, I applaud your message to encourage all of us to “be nice everyday, but if you see a man or a woman working on a holiday you better respect that they would like to be with their family too”. Yet I stronly disagree that it’s our job to “tell every Diane to shut up”.
No, it’s our job to model kindness. Treat everyone with respect. And keep the vulgar language out of the picture.
So next time you run into a Diane, why not send her a glass of wine with a note that reads:
Sorry that you are missing your Thanksgiving plans. May this glass of wine spread a little goodness in your day.
It’s that simple.
Good Monday morning to you! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend that was filled with fun, love, and lots of great food. I certainly did.
A few things on my mind today:
- Christmas. Cards are ordered and most gifts are purchased. But, that is the extent of it. Thinking of decorating in two phases. Phase one is next weekend, to include outside lights, nutcrackers, and all decor other than the tree and train. Phase two is the following weekend, to just include the tree and train. Oh, and that cards that will arrive a few days prior to the weekend. Sounds reasonable, right?
- Weather. You aren’t going to believe this, especially if you are on the East Coast, but we are still wearing shorts. It is really amazing. We do need some rain, though, quite desperately.
- Soccer. Just as we were really loving the sports off-season (the three weeks between soccer ending and basketball – which is just one day a week – starting), our oldest son was invited to play on a “select” soccer team for the winter. My husband is against it, and I am on the fence. And, we haven’t decided if we are going to tell him about it, or not. Hmmm, what to do?
- Totes. I have an interview on Tuesday and am obsessing over tote bags. I don’t need my full-blown computer bag, but I think I need something more than my wristlet and iPad/ leather portfolio that can be a little clumsy and requires a hand or both hands to be holding something. A leather tote that is both professional and practical would be ideal, but not sure I really need it. What do you think? Any great ones out there I can’t live without (and don’t come from the UPS man)?
- Rest. The best part of the long weekend? All the rest I got! I feel great, and ready to tackle the month ahead. So nice to slow down every now and again, and then realize how much good it does for you!
- Food. I have really enjoyed the last four days and all the fantastic food that went with it. I am going to have to reign it in this week, starting now. Smoothies for breakfast, salad for lunch, chicken breast and veggies for dinner, nuts for snacks. That’s it, that’s my plan for the week. How long will it last?
What’s on your mind today? I hope you have a great one!
A few things on my mind:
- This Momastery post: You guys, they just want us to be happy. They are not saying: My dream is for my Mom to be perfect.
- Loved this article, Bad Thanksgiving, about a women fighting cancer in the hospital over Thanksgiving. It’s not a glamorous quote, but it says it all: “Love was emptying the bedpan. Love was sleeping in a chair.”
- Enchanted with this jeweled sweater for the holidays. Love this Tory Burch one or J.Crew one for a quarter of the price.
- Finished up this book, Quiet, by Susan Cain. I’ll be attending the Mass Conference for Women next week and am thrilled to hear her speak. “Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to.”
Tomorrow I will give thanks for my:
- People who make me laugh
- People who embrace me as I cry
- People who make me feel strong
- People who understand when I feel weak
- People who know my past
- People who are part of my future
- People who encourage me to dream
- People who still love me when I don’t reach my dreams
- People who love me just the way I am
May your Thanksgiving be full of love, gratitude and your People.
Nine years ago tomorrow, you arrived at 9:33am and instantly transformed our family into three.
You were early, due Dec 2nd. I had told everyone from co-workders to the mailman that I didn’t care when you arrived, as long as I enjoyed my Thanksgiving dinner at home. I had heard too many stories from friends who ate a hospital version of Thanksigving dinner, sans wine. The horror!
True to your form, you listened. And it was only hours after I finished my pumpkin pie that my water broke. Nine hours, later you were in my arms. Five days later, you stayed in my arms and would do so for the next 14 weeks.
Our first three months together were rough. You were colicky and sensitive to your new world outside my tummy. Tears from both of us were a common occurance through out the days. The only way we could rest your little eyes was to place you in the swing, swaddled, on high speed, as the hair dryer noise ran in the background.
But time passed quickly and here we are 9 years later marveling at how quickly you have grown. Those early colic days seem like a blur from another lifetime. It hurts my heart to type that we are halfway to 18, a time when you will be leaving the proverbial nest.
And when you do hit 18, you might want to know about what you were like at 9. Let me paint the beautiful picture:
- You love to read. In the car, on your beanbag, upside down on the couch. We had friends over for dinner the other night and our 60 year old guests commented in their thank you how their favorite sight was seeing you, perched on the stairwell, immersed in Charlotte’s Web.
- You radiate joy when you do things you love: I love watching you play after school with your school friends. Or practicing your lines for Treasure Island. Or sneaking in one last cartwheel before coming in for the night. That smile of yours just lives in my heart. I see you and I see pure joy.
- You have found some wonderful friends: Just the other day I asked you about what qualities you like in one of your favorite school friends. You responded without hesitating: She likes herself and doesn’t try to be like everyone else. Wow. Wow. Wow. I’m still in awe that you noticed this treasured quality at such a young age.
- You are sensitive soul: You see things in your day that others will walk right by. You experience emotions at a deeper level than most 9 year olds. I know this sensitivity well as the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Don’t let anyone tell you are “too sensitive”. It’s not a deficit, it’s a gift.
- You love to create things: Model clay dollhouses, connect-the-dot games, report cards for your dolls. I find these little creations all over the house. Little imprints of YOU in every corner of our home.
- You are curious: You have a natural curiousity to learn more….about bats, the Potato Famine, levers, and more. School introduces the subjects and you don’t let the learning end in the classroom. That curiosity is going to lead you to great surprises.
Even though it’s your birthday, I felt like I was the one given a gift 9 years ago. Happy birthday, my love.
Last Saturday, my oldest son earned his Black Belt in Kung Fu after five and a half years of work. Crazy and immensely satisfying to see the all the hard work, sweat, tears, and lots of fun pay off in such a big way.
The test was six hours long, and then ended with a one hour ceremony in which the candidates received their promotions and new belts. Candidates and family members were exhausted and elated at the end, and almost a week later we are all still beaming with pride over the accomplishment.
My younger son, currently a Green Belt, was suitably impressed with the the achievement. He is already looking forward to his Black Belt, which will be in about three years if he sticks with it.
It all fills me with pride and humbles me greatly.
My oldest son turned 10 yesterday! It is hard to believe a decade has passed since we first held that little guy in our arms, and it is so fun to look back at the last 10 years and all the adventures we have had as parents. Adventures big and small, adventures funny and not so funny, and adventures that have forever changed our lives.
In honor of T’s 10th birthday, here’s my “Top Ten” list of things I most admire about him:
- He gives 110% to everything he does and isn’t satisfied with not doing his best.
- He is humble.
- He is honest, kind, and loving.
- He has a strong sense of what is just and what is unjust.
- He is big and powerful on the outside, but sweet and sensitive on the inside.
- He has a quick wit and a fast smile.
- He is a leader, but he doesn’t abuse the trust his friends and teammates put in him.
- He is a team player, always.
- He is helpful and thoughtful.
- He stands up for his friends when others aren’t nice.
Happy birthday, T. I love you more than words can express, and I can’t wait for more adventures!