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!
How sweet, how sad...





My precious newly turned 7 year old little sweet pea crawled up in my lap tonight and buried her face in my shoulder. After a few minutes I asked her if something was wrong. She said to me that she wished that she could have birthday spankins, but that noone would ever give her a pinch to grow an inch again :-(
How sweet it was, but how sad she sounded. I think that she too is realizing just as I am that she is getting older and bigger now. Understanding that with age comes physical growth, so much so that she won't be able to snuggle in my lap much longer. If only there was a way to slow down time a bit, okay well a lot! I know if there was such a way that she and I would both be so grateful! Gosh how I love that little girl!
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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