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!
Snow, smiles, and war!

Braji, smiling for a picture to send to a friend in Florida that she misses very much. Thank goodness for email. Cell phone calls on the weekends. Sweet friendship. A must!
You're next. Franki loves a snowball war! If up to her I believe no one would win because she would play until the snow was all gone.
Run. Run Zachary. Run for your life. It's a back door hit by Braji. 2 points for the girl in the green gloves. She has some good aim and her poor brother, well he just got the "wet end of th stick" It certainly didn't seem to bother him one iota.

Having fun with your familiy should be top priority. The stuff that memories are made of. The really great and outrageously fun stuff. That is we will remember in our hearts forever.

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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