Hi Leedoh,
Today is Valentine's Day, which of course got me thinking about love. There are all kinds of love and at varying degrees. You can love a spouse, a child, a parent, a sibling, a pet, a friend. And you can love someone passionately or just a little. You can love someone deeply. You can love someone on a platonic level. And sometimes you can think you're in love when you're not.
To me, love is like sweetener, which is a good opportunity to discuss some opinions, some similes and some science:
New love is like Sugar in the Raw. It's strong and it packs a punch. A little bit goes a long way. And if you keep working at it, eventually it becomes really similar to plain old sugar, which is still sweet and works great. (More on that later.)
False Love, love that is just infatuation or lust is like Sweet-N-Low (aspartame). It sweetens whatever you want, but it's often too strong, a little goes a long way and eventually it will make you sick. It's also never quite the real thing.
False Love that goes on for a long time is like Splenda (sucralose). It may seem exactly like sugar (real love) at first, but the whole time you know something is not quite right. You're getting the sweetness and there are definite benefits, but the whole time something feels a little fake. You and everyone else can eventually tell the difference.
And True Love, true love is like sugar. It's sweet, it's strong, it's dependable and it gives you exactly what you're looking for. It's never fake and it never lets you down. Sometimes you get variety and it's cane sugar or brown sugar or sugar in the raw that's been slowly ground down, but it's always good and it always seems right.
You can never go wrong with sugar.
I love you my little sugar monkey! :-*
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Let The Good Times Roll
Hello Baby Boy!
Yesterday I worked from home so I could take your to your 15 month appointment. In the waiting room you sat in one of the chairs and read a parenting magazine and mostly went "OOOOOooOOOoH!" over the pictures you found interesting. We looked at the pictures on the wall and the cars outside and waited for Daddy to meet us and for them to call us into the room.
There was another little boy sitting with his mom. I'd guess he was maybe in 2nd or 3rd grade. He was waiting for his checkup and they were very early. His mom was reading a magazine and he was just sitting, arms around his legs with his knees up. His mom said very little to him, and what she did say was cold and reprimanding. She smiled warmly enough at you, but when he smiled at you she told him it was rude to stare.
I don't know this kid and I don't know his situation and there are lots of things that can make a parent grumpy or annoyed but I hope I am never like this to you. I hope I don't ever get to a place in life where I feel like talking that way to anyone, much less my own son. There are times you're being crazy and you drive me a little nuts, but I'm always excited to see you. I'm ready at rarin' to go right at 4:25, hoping to beat the traffic and get home to you and your Daddy. Right now I'm staring at the clock because on Fridays I get off work at 2 and I'm meeting your MeeMaw for a late lunch and then I think I'm gonna pick you up early.
Yesterday we also went to Target. We got rained on a little going in, but we had a good time shopping and we talked the whole time. I tell you these things because you probably won't remember them. With any luck, by the time you read this it will be a performance we've repeated many times and you'll be rolling your eyes at this. I was talking and singing and you were ba ba baing and mmm aaaaaaaing and everything else you love to say. Some people were laughing at us, others looked grumpy and still others just seemed to think we were nuts, but you and I had a good time and that's all that matters. You, Daddy and I always have a good time. And when you have a brother or sister, he or she will have a good time with us too.
Life has some ups and some downs, but regardless, there's no reason not to have a really good time!
Yesterday I worked from home so I could take your to your 15 month appointment. In the waiting room you sat in one of the chairs and read a parenting magazine and mostly went "OOOOOooOOOoH!" over the pictures you found interesting. We looked at the pictures on the wall and the cars outside and waited for Daddy to meet us and for them to call us into the room.
There was another little boy sitting with his mom. I'd guess he was maybe in 2nd or 3rd grade. He was waiting for his checkup and they were very early. His mom was reading a magazine and he was just sitting, arms around his legs with his knees up. His mom said very little to him, and what she did say was cold and reprimanding. She smiled warmly enough at you, but when he smiled at you she told him it was rude to stare.
I don't know this kid and I don't know his situation and there are lots of things that can make a parent grumpy or annoyed but I hope I am never like this to you. I hope I don't ever get to a place in life where I feel like talking that way to anyone, much less my own son. There are times you're being crazy and you drive me a little nuts, but I'm always excited to see you. I'm ready at rarin' to go right at 4:25, hoping to beat the traffic and get home to you and your Daddy. Right now I'm staring at the clock because on Fridays I get off work at 2 and I'm meeting your MeeMaw for a late lunch and then I think I'm gonna pick you up early.
Yesterday we also went to Target. We got rained on a little going in, but we had a good time shopping and we talked the whole time. I tell you these things because you probably won't remember them. With any luck, by the time you read this it will be a performance we've repeated many times and you'll be rolling your eyes at this. I was talking and singing and you were ba ba baing and mmm aaaaaaaing and everything else you love to say. Some people were laughing at us, others looked grumpy and still others just seemed to think we were nuts, but you and I had a good time and that's all that matters. You, Daddy and I always have a good time. And when you have a brother or sister, he or she will have a good time with us too.
Life has some ups and some downs, but regardless, there's no reason not to have a really good time!
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