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Perhaps right about now you’re planning the packing and getting ready to go and visit family for the holidays. Or maybe you’re already on the road. For many, visiting family during the holidays isn’t as easy as driving across town…
We do it though, to see the grandmas and grandpas, the aunties the uncles, the cousins and the friends. Whether we miss them or not! Because, apparently, it’s just the right thing to do. For the most part however, family politics and skeletons aside (we all have ’em, right?) we end up looking forward to spending time with our extended families from near and far.
At least I know we do! Come Christmas Day we’l all be piling into the car and making the trek to hop from one family to the next, city after city, with a few towns in between. You can bet there will be some carolling going on, even though I really dislike at least half of the usual repertoire.
As long as we keep things light, fun and merry, I’m all about it – singing at the top of my lungs right along with the kids, to their absolute amusement. Which is what it’s all about really, isn’t it? Who am I to pass on my hang-ups about religion and Christmas carols to my kids? Not I. I’m too busy lying to them about Santa.
If you’ve got some major road-tripping in the forecast this holiday season with little ones in tow, you may want to brush up on your carols and perhaps engage in a practice session on two. I promise they’ll like it. I’ve yet to meet a child who doesn’t enjoy a good loud round of, ‘Jingle Bells’, or, ‘Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer.’
It’s the most magical time of the year. That super special time for those of us with toddlers wherein we embrace the big, jolly, hairy white lie that is Santa Clause, (don’t even talk to me about how wrong that is. Just stop it with that) and knuckle down for some serious vacation time, merriment and family gatherings.
Which all usually revolves around lots of travel. At least for us. In a car. For hours.
**** GIVEAWAY NOW CLOSED ****
You made it! Exciting stuff. We’ll get straight to it. Entering into the giveaway is as easy as following 3 simple steps. You could be the lucky winner of a $100 value card to choose anything you’d like in Kirsty Hartley’s Etsy shop, Wild Things Dresses!
Leave a comment below telling us you followed step 1, leaving your name so we can check our pages to see your smiling face as a new fan! Then tell us which costume would you like for your Wild Thing, and why!
That’s it! The winner will be chosen by Kirtsy herself – that way I’m completely out of it. This giveaway is open to all Canadian, US and international residents. Ends Friday October 4, 2013 12 PM EDT.
Kirsty will be choosing based on the quality of the comment and that the entrant followed all of the steps!
I will announce the winner here on Saturday morning, the 5th of October.
Good luck and Happy Halloween!
When one has toddlers, they’re willing to do pretty much anything to get them to eat more than ketchup sandwiches.
Not everyday, these picky little eaters will indeed survive without eating a balanced meal on the steady, 3 times a day. Trying to make that happen will/can get tiring pretty quick.
However, there are some things you can, on occasion that will boost their love for simple, healthy foods (without all the toddler ‘frills’ = dips and condiments) for all those times in between. I recently came up with this simple, fun dinnertime activity that was a total hit with my kids…
Things have been pretty crazy this week, as in more than usual. I’ve been stretching out of my comfort zone in covering some of the films and events for the imagineNATIVE blog. I have stacks of notes and pictures and video to edit for 2 different articles, this is to be a working weekend indeed.
Also, hey! Christmas came early this year with the delivery of our long-awaited dining room furniture. My friends, this has been a long time coming. For years, we’ve been using the rickety set that I bought used back in my college days. I know. Feeling very grown up, kind of sort of. As someone who loves to cook and entertain, this is big. I’ve dreamed of having a big harvest table. To me, the hub and heart of the home…
Clearly the two go hand in hand.
It would be untruthful for me not to say that I wasn’t once terrified that I would somehow continue some of the abusive behaviours as a parent, that I was taught. Abuse is an ugly word that many people don’t want to talk about and has this insidious way of trickling down intergenerationally.
Learned behaviours is often the pattern of abuse. Not always, but often enough. Research suggests that approximately one third of all individuals who were abused or neglected as children will subject their own children to some type of maltreatment. I believe that it is my responsibility to know these things. I already know that knowledge and love are imperative tools in healing and powerful weapons against destruction if you yield them right.
I have never had to fight against repeating such learned behaviours now, as a parent, those were just my own nasty fears. Learning all the scary stats during my academic career as a social worker definitely perpetuated those fears. But, I’ve been lucky in my older years. I gravitate towards stability and being nurturing and advocating on behalf of these issues. I can’t even imagine resisting urges to be violent or verbally or mentally un-kind.
These things are a part of me, but I know that I would be in a very different place today if I hadn’t gone back to school and received a college education. If I hadn’t torn myself away from unhealthy environments, toxic relationships and self-medicating as I became older. If I were less of a fighter, less of a survivor I can’t say that I don’t know for sure, that I wouldn’t be in a much darker place today based solely on my loving heart, kind soul and good intentions.
I hope that this International Day for Girls shines more light on specific issues like abuse, and the effects that living in such can have on a young girl. I believe that a single day truly can be a powerful tool in change, where we come together to advocate for action. Where we actively invest in our little girls so that they may reach their full potential.
As Girl Speakers Bureau member Saba told a room of Diplomats at the United Nations: “All women were once girls, but not all girls will become women.” – Because I am a Girl
Since the catastrophic catastrophe (yes, that is INDEED how it’s been), of my hard-drive giving me the royal salute, things have been quiet around here.
Which I had vowed not to do since becoming a full-time writer and all. Suffice to say things are back up and running and I am slowly rebuiling what I lost since my last back-up.
See that little badge over there? The Blissdom one?
2 weeks until I attend my first blogging conference.
I’m just giving that one it’s own line. Room to breathe and stretch out in all of it’s sparkly magnificence.
Not just any blogging conference. The one where I exhibit at my first show in the U.S. (Y’all cross your fingers for me regarding all things ornery custom officials). It’s the one where I am one of the very few Newbie Community Leaders. It’s the one where I will come together with amazing women. Wonderful mamas. Top-notch business women.