Archive for the ‘teh internetz’ Tag

February 13 2011
After a bit of a dry spell, where we were all burnt out from the holidays and just life in general, From the Monkey Bars is back up and ready to go with a new design! Come by and check it out!
My recent articles at FtMB:
20 Easy Things to do on Valentine’s Day with your Kid
Digging for Gold – My 4 year old picks his nose and it’s gross. Help!
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October 22 2010
I’ll still be back with stories of my kids’ antics on Monday, but here’s a bit of what I’ve been doing since on From the Monkey Bars:
10 Things to do for Halloween
I Hate the Flu
Chores are a Chore
How to Make School Mornings Easier
Have a good weekend, everyone!

October 20 2010
I haven’t been around much lately, but there’s a good reason for it, I swear, and I’m so excited to introduce you to my new baby*!
From the Monkey Bars: the Good, the Bad, and the Crazy in Parenting. A site for tips, tricks, ideas, and information. For and by YOU, the parents.
So please come and browse all the fabulous entries already posted by some amazing ladies. You can even share YOUR story or idea as well! We’re open to everyone!
*What? Were you expecting another kind of baby?
Posting here will resume on Monday, once my head gets settled back on. In the meantime, you can always find something new here!

September 28 2010
The world I want for my children is green and vibrant. Full of diverse creatures, none ever extinct, big and small and soaring. Rainbows and unicorns and dancing in open fields of striking yellow sunflowers tall enough to reach the saturated sky.
The world I want for my children is a fairy tale.
In this story, nothing tragic occurs. What veers to the left is easily righted. Innocence prevails. Bound by peace and love and a general sense of understanding. There are no bullies, no fights, no feelings hurt, no hard questions to answer, no hospital stays, no grisly scenes on the TV news. Everyone is friends, hands held, rejoice, Kumbaya. The fairy tale is rather saccharine, but even more naive.
The reality of the situation is life. It’s not inherently bad, but it’s hard. Confusing and complicated. Dirty and gritty. Sweat-stained and broken bones. Every day is another reason to hide away a little further. There are horrible people doing horrible things, saying, plotting horrible things. Safety and security pulled out like a rug. What kind of world did I bring these children into? What have I done? It’s a fight not to be consumed.
My children, right now, see mostly the fairy tale. That’s the beauty of childhood.
Sometimes, I wish that’s all I could see, too. The world I want for my sons and daughter isn’t real, but there are fragments that can be. There still might lie a touch of it swaying, reaching, against the bright blue like sunflowers.
Written as part of the world I want for my children blog carnival hosted by Country Fried Mama to raise awareness of the Joyful Heart Foundation.

September 06 2010
Without challenging the Gods here, last week just may have been the worst week ever. Or that’s what I thought. Jedi’s PICU stay and diagnosis, then our car broke down on Friday. Just to add insult to injury, I awoke Saturday morning with what I randomly assumed was a spider bite on my foot. Covered in dried blood. It was such a trivial ridiculous nothing in comparison, but it was the end of my rope.
Looking for an answer that morning, I did what someone should never, ever do, under any circumstances.
Ever.
I Googled “spider bite”.
This was before 8 a.m., mind you. If I had eaten breakfast yet, I may have lost it. The huge, gaping wounds and rotting flesh and venom-filled limbs in need of amputation I subjected myself to. Spiders, spiders everywhere. Hundreds and hundreds of them. If I didn’t have a phobia before, I do now.
I couldn’t turn away.
Horrible, no good, very bad, nightmares.
That was my perspective. It could have been worse. I still have my foot. My son may have to take medicine, but he should still live a long and healthy life. Our car is still in pieces in our driveway, but it’s fixable with a lot of work. In the meantime, a wonderful friend let us borrow their vehicle until ours is working again. Last week sucked, for sure, but all things considered, it could have been worse.