an invention

My fantastic friend and I sat on my couch a little while ago wondering what kind of random invention we could think of that would make us instantaneously rich. Only because I thought the Snuggie was the WORST invention ever... I still hate it, but it is EVERYWHERE! I try to picture the manly men I know wearing a snuggie to one of my soccer games or a football game. Yea, it's not a good picture...but hey, apparently they are warm!

So, random inventions... like crocs, the ab twister (totally dumb btw), and yes my other friend found go-girl - I will let you click on that and find out for yourself. Though I may think these inventions are silly - they are making millions. You have to wonder about the guy who designed the first soda can or the toothpick or just about anything you use day-to-day. So, I am just waiting for my dumb invention/million idea to hit me. I still don't like the snuggie.

My dilemma

Now careful when you read this, it is sure to be very deep and thought provoking...

So here it is. In the world of digital photography, facebook and blogs...it begs the questions......do I really need to do the Christmas Card thing?

Ever since Andrew came along- I have been diligent in three things: Christmas Cards, photo albums and a scrapbook ( yes Kuretich a scrapbook;) )

The Christmas Card idea seems a little redundant, but at the same time I LOVE getting them. So, my quandary remains the same. Everyone that I would send a card too has probably seen most of my pictures ( I may like to post a few here and there on facebook). AND, I usually limit cards to family and friends I don't see. I have small pet peeve with people who just buy cards and sign a name at the bottom and that's it. ( I know, it's a random pet peeve, but if you are going to send a Christmas card give me a picture or SOMETHING to let me know about the year that has past.) I am probably losing friends by the second here.

Also, I love photo albums. My mom did a fantastic job of keeping albums all the way up through. However, it just seems crazy now to get all the pictures printed and in an album when I can just pop in a CD and the kids flip through the pictures on the computer. It seems less sentimental in so many ways. I did scale way back on the scrapbook thing. WAY back, as in, I haven't done it in a year.

The kids journey's are well documented in so many facets, I am not sure where the scrapbook fits in except to flash some creativity.

So, right now..yes..I am looking at pictures that would make a cute Christmas card, but really - not sure if that will come to fruition. Ah, the big questions in life.

Just A Little Push For Emma

This blog has been on my mind for some time and it only comes with so much thought that I am not sure how to write it out. So, I think I am just going to write the story raw and unrestrained..so here it is.

Emma is a first grader at school. She is blind and anyone can see, she has several physical set backs. When I met Emma I was very curious as to how Andrew would receive her. I would never think that Andrew would be mean or unkind, in fact I was more curious as to what his thoughts were about someone who was very different from him.

The other day he walked in the door and Gregg looked at me and then back and Andrew. He asked Andrew to explain what happened on the playground and instinctively I wondered what went wrong.

So Andrew looked at me and said "Well, I took some time and pushed Emma on the swings at recess."

I looked at him and of course my heart melted ever so slightly.

"Why did you decide to do that?" I asked him.

"Well, it just looked like she needed a little push."

With that simple statement he took off running and playing. Later he explained he alway has to tell his name when he is around her because he knows that she will learn his voice.

It was a mom moment for sure. I had asked Andrew if it scared him or bothered him that Emma couldn't see like he could and he just looked at me blankly and shrugged..."Why would that bother me?"

It puts one quickly to shame sometimes when you comprehend the pure acceptance a child could have. I had to step back for a minute and realize there are so many people around me that just might need a little push. I am guilty of getting wrapped up in life as it moves forward, but sometimes that busyness only makes me blind.

I think at times, Emma probably sees better than I do. She is more likely aware of the movement, the voices and the needs around her then I tend to be.

So, if we get a moment to close our eyes and and go "blind" I wonder....what we would actually see. I bet it wouldn't take long for us to find someone to give a little push.

A few pics from the weekend...

Because we all know - a picture is worth.......