My monkeys are my own personal fairy tale in real life...

My monkeys are my own personal fairy tale in real life...

Ramblings, Sentiments, Rantings and Musings

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I am a mother of 5 wonderful children and wife to one amazing Navy man. I am always changing things in my life, constantly learning something new and trying it out. I am a wannabe vegan, minimalist and currently living full time in an RV. Just for clarification, I say wannabe, because I know I am not perfect, but each day I strive to do the best I can. That's all I can expect from anyone no matter where they are in life. I learn something new everyday...mostly about myself and my little corner of reality. Life, to me, is loving, learning and making memories. These are better than all the tangible riches one can get their hands on! Besides, there will come a day when all I have left is my love and memories...so I'll stockpile as much of those as I can!
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Everything about this child is wild, fun, stubborn, chaotic, adoring, severely focused, tender, extraordinary, emotionally charged, affectionate, challenging, outrageous and so full of life that I wonder if she is going to burst at the seams sometimes. There are not adequate enough words to describe this amazing gift of a child I was given.

She has melted my heart and stretched my patience more than I ever thought humanly possibe. If only I could bottle what she is and the energy she possesses, I would never tire, never bore, and never lose passion. Who could help but love this child. Who could help but be enchanted by her and who she is.

I hope that she will never, ever be persuaded to change anything about her, because she is a precious gift with a will of iron, yet as delicate and fragile as the petals on a flower. I just can't believe that I got to know her first! I am so very fortunate, so incredibly blessed to be her mom! I love you F.
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"I am beginning to suspect all elaborate and special systems of education. They seem to me to be built upon the supposition that every child is a kind of idiot who must be taught to think. Whereas, if the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself, instead of sitting indoors at a little round table, while a sweet-voiced teacher suggests that he build a stone wall with his wooden blocks, or make a rainbow out of strips of coloured paper, or plant straw trees in bead flower-pots. Such teaching fills the mind with artificial associations that must be got rid of, before the child can develop independent ideas out of actual experience." -- Anne Sullivan