Eleven years ago my first baby was born. How quickly time passes. Noah has been a JOY to have as a son. He is kind, sensitive and brilliant. Noah has the best (and some of the worst!) attributes of both Terry and I. He definitely got the arguing gene from Grandpa Pat! We love you Noah and look forward to another great year being your parents!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Happy Birthday Baby Boy!
Eleven years ago my first baby was born. How quickly time passes. Noah has been a JOY to have as a son. He is kind, sensitive and brilliant. Noah has the best (and some of the worst!) attributes of both Terry and I. He definitely got the arguing gene from Grandpa Pat! We love you Noah and look forward to another great year being your parents!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Destiny and Gluttony
Tonight we went to church services at Cornwall Church. Cornwall is a VERY large non-denominational Christian church in our town. Saturday night service has a pretty good Christian Rock band and the Minister is pretty charismatic and captivating.
Noah and Clepson are too old to go to the "Sunday School" and attended the regular service with the adults. Noah and Clepson sat with the older Cousins and Clepson kept asking David questions throughout the service. I walked over and gave David a "flick" on the head (you mom's know what I mean!) so that they would be silent and listen to the sermon. Noah seemed pretty captivated. The service focused on the story of Esther. The sermon was relating the choices we make to living up to our Destiny. I asked Noah what he thought about the sermon when we got in the car. He said that he didn't think it really applied to a 10 year old. I said I didn't agree, that the decisions he makes now will affect his future and the path he takes. He thought for a while and then said "yeah, like when you go and cut up your baby pictures". I had forgotten that I told him the story of when, in a fit of anger I cut up the baby photos my mother had of me! I have lived to regret that decision.
The sermon hit a little closer to home for me. I felt when I was a child that I had a responsibility to do something that would leave a positive impact on the world. I studied hard and went to school for many years to become a lawyer. Along the way I lost sight of the dreams I had of improving our world. I made decisions out of fear of failing and focused on personal gain and security. Over the last few days I have been thinking about how I could make a change that might send me on a different path. This journey of personal discovery has been largely due to seeing my life and the lives around me though Clepson's eyes. I am so thankful for the opportunity to grow as a person. I don't yet have a fully formed plan, but I feel a push to move towards living a life that has a bit more meaning.
On a completely more humorous note, after church we decided to go to the big buffet restaurant. Sarah asked if I thought it might be a bit much for Clepson. I thought he would do fine. All of the preteen and teen boys in our big group ate plate after plate of food. Chicken, Fish, Pork, Beef and Shrimp.... Pizza, Rolls, Fries, Salad. Clepson ate FIVE FULL PLATES of food. Then he hit the dessert buffet. He came back with TWO vanilla ice cream cones. All I could think was "do I need to run into Target and buy a BUCKET in case he blows up in my new car?" I just kept saying "Clepson, you may have all you want to eat, but please don't make yourself SICK!" I must say Clepson (and Noah too!) got their $5.00 worth of food and MUCH MORE.
After dinner we walked around for about an hour before I would allow the kids in my car. We arrived home without any mishaps and are looking forward to making Terry breakfast in bed in the morning.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Days with Clepson

Clepson has really settled in. He has been having some fun, some work and loads of together time with my kids. You can check out a fun story about Clepson on my sister's blog http://www.ourhaitianjourney.blogspot.com/! Clepson eagerly anticipates watching "So you think you can dance", my kids are not too into it. Clepson said, "Noah, come watch the dancing, it is so good!" Clepson also has an amazing affinity for soccer. We saw a game as I was flipping through the channels the other day and Clepson was right into it. We know nothing of soccer in this house, so it was fun to hear him say "good play" and know what was going on. Clepson went to play racquetball with Noah and Cole (one of the cousins) and loved it. He loves bike riding and singing Haitian songs for us.
I have promised a trip to the cinema soon and every day Clepson asks me about it. Unfortunately work and visits from relatives have prevented our making it to a matinee, so we will try again this weekend! We are going to watch "Night at the Museum" tonight and will try to go see "Night at the museum 2" this weekend. Noah had the bright idea to ask Clepson if he had been to a museum, the answer was "NO" so I guess that can go on our list too.
The local paper plans on doing a big story on Clepson. They will be at the surgery center with us and I want to be sure to give credit to everyone who has made Clepson's surgery possible. I am hopeful they will give links to Love a Child and the Medical Advocacy Team in the article as well as the surgery center and doctors involved. Any time I can let people know about Clepson's journey and hopefully make more journey's like his possible I will! The photo is of Sophie and Minky who came over last year from Haiti for Cleft Palate surgery! The Bellingham News paper did a wonderful story about it with super pictures.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Authority

Zorro and I have "issues with authority". What a phrase!
The issue we have is that we sometimes believe that those in authority do not deserve our respect.
When respect is lost we are impossible to control!
Once respect is earned we are very easy to get along with.
We are stubborn to a fault and will take down those in our path that stand in our way.
We are small but mighty.
We are righteous in our beliefs and sometimes we feel a strong need to kick out in anger and frustration.
Do not lie to us, do not try to make us lie.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Addendum...
I just wanted to add that I do often give food to panhandlers. I pass out homemade cookies and girlscout cookies. I buy an extra meal when I go through a drive through and hand it to hungry looking beggars. I sometimes wonder though, how so many have money to pay for cigarettes when they have no money for food!
The Politics of Panhandling....
There is no law in Bellingham prohibiting panhandling.... A variety of people stand on street corners asking for a handout. Some need the help. Some, well, let us say NOT SO MUCH! Today as I drove Clepson to our first riding lesson we passed a clean cut woman and her little boy begging for a handout. This lady occupies this particular street corner most days. I have seen her with her young boy and with a baby in a stroller and her husband. They have been panhandling for several months.
The lady on the street corner makes me ANGRY! She holds a sign that says her family lost all to a fire and needs money. In the US we have many programs to help people in crisis. A family of four can receive food stamps, welfare, counseling, job training and child care. They have access to free medical care (a medical card or medicare). Able bodied people can also do things the old fashioned way and GET A JOB. I often work over 40 hours a week. My dear husband Terry is up by 4:00 most mornings and rarely gets finished working until 10:00 in the evening. Terry works on weekends and on his vacations. We work hard to be able to afford to feed our family and have a home. We have luxuries like cable tv and cell phones. We have pets that need vet care that we work hard to afford. It makes me LIVID to see able bodied families asking for a handout on the street. WHAT ARE THEY TEACHING THEIR CHILDREN!
I can understand a mother not wanting to put their child in daycare. I quit a lucrative career as a lawyer to stay home and raise my children. I still managed to work. I packed my infant boy in a frontpack and taught riding lessons. I sat him in a swing while I rode training horses. I was not an absentee mother and I think every mom should be able to raise her own kids. BUT, if push came to shove I would have done what I needed to to take care of the needs of our children. We would have moved our family home to our parents house, we would have taken advantage of social services. I would have worked while they slept at night! I would NOT STAND WITH MY HAND OUT ASKING FOR CHARITY.
This hits so close to home when I am seeing this family through the eyes of Clepson. He sees a well dressed "Blanc" standing with a cardboard sign as her child plays with a new toy at her feet. She does not look like she has missed many meals. Her son looks well clean and well fed. Clepson asked "they are hungry?". I said "NO". He said "they ask for money?". I said "yes, they ask for money they do not need".
I tried to explain about the available social services. I tried to explain why a family would beg for money they do not need for survival. If this family could see real suffering for just one day.....
The Nanna is Coming, The Nanna is Coming....
It is that exciting and stressful time of year... My mother, known widely as Nanna, is coming for her annual visit. Nanna is delightful, Nanna is the favorite of all of her children, Nanna is the favorite of all of her GRAND children, BUT...... Nanna can be a bit bossy. Point if fact, two years ago the Nanna told me I needed to MULCH MY FLOWER BEDS and STAIN MY DECK. Last year, I just avoided the fact that we had been to busy or lax to get these chores done by seeing Nanna at my Sister Sarah's house (www.ourhaitianjourney.blogspot.com). Of course, my Sis, mother of 14, has not trouble keeping on top of her house and yard! I am determined this year to have the deck stained and the beds mulched! I have in fact been running myself RAGGED trying to get the extra work done! Add to this two part time jobs, end of school activities and Clepson's doctors' appointments and you get a cranky Nina.
Yesterday I decided a new policy. If I AM WORKING, THE KIDS SHOULD BE TOO! Zoe hopped right in to help me outside (she is my little gardener), the boys remained inside and were in charge of general pick up and cleaning the bathroom they use which had begun to smell a bit like a urinal. The boys did a fairly good job cleaning, but the bathroom was still stinky. I pulled out the cleaning products and gave a tutorial on scrubbing the toilet and floor. How Noah has missed out on this fun chore in the last 11 years is beyond me! Clepson is now a certified toilet scrubbing champ!
Today was a long work day. Clepson came with me on several horse training jobs and we got home just as Noah and Zoe got off the bus. We had a snack and then I was back out side painting and putting the first coat of blue paint on the deck. I had warned the kids and Terry NOT TO LET THE DOGS OUT. Terry somehow forgot and opened the door and my sweet Kiwi dog came running across the fresh paint. I spoke some seriously foul words only to see Terry holding the phone out to me----YIKES! I said I couldn't talk right now and Terry then failed to find out who was on the line so I could call back and apologise! Zoe caught Kiwi and sent him in through he window to Clepson who washed off his paws. Of course we now have tiny pawprints across the deck and blue pawprints on our fancy stone patio! ARGH! I am sure I will see the humor someday.....
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