Greatness

Today’s sermon was something wonderful. The priest began with an explanation of the gospel. All the while Dinosaur played with his dinosaurs in a quiet whisper, while other kids were talking, some crying, other playing with their toys. Some patrons were upset about the “noisy children” which broke my heart. Do they not realize they are the models for appropriate behavior for children too AND they were not TRULY listening to the priest’s sermon.

The priest explained that greatness is being generous, altruistic, and hospitable, NOT for acknowledgment or praise, but because you want to. Greatness is not showing off how wonderful of a parent you are, but by loving, supporting and giving your child faith. By living a faithful life, we are in fact teaching our faith to others, and our children and that is greatness in God’s eyes.

The sermon left me thinking about how I could model greatness for my son. While I want him to feel good about himself and have positive self-esteem, I don’t want him to look down on others. I am sure there is a fine line between self-esteem and being conceited. How do you ensure your child will always help others but not let others take advantage of him?  How do you ensure that you child is proud of winning a soccer or football game, but not brag and boast to others? How do ensure that your child will always love who they are without showing off in front of others? How do you ensure that your child will continue to live a faithful life when faced with peer pressure?

What do you think about greatness? How do you ensure that your child, no matter your faith, will live a faithful life of greatness?

Anthony loves his daddy’s hugs. I tried to connect this to greatness, but I could say that I am honored to witness the greatness of father and son love.

The Coolest Mommy

It’s Saturday again and that means you all get to hear from the coolest Dinosaur around. Aren’t you all so lucky?

Sometimes mommy can be really cool. She always sits down on the ground with me and today we ate our snack there too. Then mommy said we should bring out a blanket and have a picnic one day. See…how cool is that?

Then we played soccer and catch, mommy is the best mommy, she runs around with me and kicks the ball off the garage and it flies high in the air.

She even laughs when I kick the ball under her car, but she says I have to run around to get it. Even if it lands in the scary bushes, I have to get it-but she will hold my hand. Mommy says if I can kick it over there, than I have t get it. I would get mad, but we have so much fun.

Then I decided to treat mommy to a show of my awesome talents. See what I can do? I can balance on a ball! I bet you can’t, mommy can’t either so don’t feel bad. She said the ball is too small for her, but I know she’s just scared.

Then I found the coolest thing. A squashed piece of chalk, so I did what mommy wanted to do but was too afraid to. I rubbed my hands in it and stomped on it. IT WAS SO COOL!

Mommy was too lazy to get a wet rag, she told me to just wipe it all over my pants and shirt. I was so happy, but wanted to show her my blue hands first.

I love getting dirty, but was upset over my Lightening McQueen sneakers getting dirty. Thankfully there were lots of leaves around to help clean Lightening off.

Mommy says I’m the cutest, handsomest, sweetest boy on the planet. I would have to agree with her on that. That’s why I LOVE my mommy.

Going to spread my charm around later. It’s my Aunt Janet and Uncle Phil’s birthdays and we are going over for a barbecue. I know I will get spoiled and given lots of yummy food. I can’t wait, but have to start practicing my cute looks now.

Do you all have cool mommies and daddies too?

Keeing a Dinosaur Busy

Keeping an energetic and determined dinosaur busy is hard work. He keeps moving ALL THE TIME, he even moves in his sleep. He tries me out, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. My friend, Cathy once said something that stuck with me and still does to this day. You were meant to be a mom boy. You’d be a great mom to a girl too, but you let your son be who he is and don’t try to change him. Of course I’m probably changing a few words, but her words got to me and made me love my crazy little dinosaur even more.

Though, I still need to keep him busy, while still keeping my sanity. Here are some SUPER cheap ways I do that.

1. “HULK HANDS” Letting him put on his hulk hands a gift from Aunt Janet and Uncle Phil. He will run around and pretend he’s a monster dinosaur. Sometimes he’ll even punch the couch to release extra energy or scream into pillows to release energy too.

2. “PAINTING BOXES” Letting him paint old boxes we had lying around. Well, that lasted a minute, I should have realized that would not keep him busy long. He prefers to paint on paper instead and was incredibly focused. He told stories ones that I could barely understand, but were really for him anyway. I wasn’t allowed to interrupt. I love when he gets into that creative mode, it’s a joy to watch.

3. “PAINTING TABLES” I made sure I had water and wet rags to clean Dinosaur within an arms reach, mommy dinosaurs need to be prepared for ANYTHING…and I’m glad I was. He decided to stick his fingers in the tops of the paint bottles and color all over the table. I did not get a picture of that, I was too busy running after him to make sure he didn’t paint the garage or porch. Lots of hot water cleaned up that mess.

4. “MIKE THE KNIGHT” He has been into sticks lately, running around pretending he is “Mike the Knight” destroying dragons. He runs around the yard and driveway looking for any and all sticks. Everyone once in while he stops to inspect stains and bugs on the ground.

5. “STICK CLEAN UP” Then it is always fun to throw sticks back onto the grass. He just can’t clean up the yard calmly, he has to throw the sticks back with as much force as he can muster. He’s really good at throwing, he can’t catch, but he’s a great pitcher. I think it’s because he gets to use his whole body to throw and it feels good to move all your muscles.

6. “FINGER PAINTING LEAVES” I saw this on Forgetful Momma and knew Anthony would love it and he did. He got messy and after a few trees mushed all the paint together and made hand prints. He had a great time. The best part was I now have a great background I can use for photos. OR BETTER YET. Doing the same thing only with a Christmas tree and finger painting on ornaments, then using that as a background for Christmas photo!

 

The Naptime Review

Fall Shoes

I had to buy more shoes for my Dinosaur for the fall. I didn’t like the selection at Sears, but did find two Joe Boxer slip-ons for 12.00 each and a pair of converse sneakers for $15. Not a great price, but still a lot better than $45-$55 a pair.

He was so happy to try on the shoes and walk up and down the aisles seeing how they fit. It is so amazing watching him growing into a boy and become more independent. I miss my baby, but love the boy he is becoming.

Yesterday, he slept over my parent’s house. He had such a great time with them and will becoming back later on today. I am so glad my parents gets to spend time with their only grandchild. Having a child, being a mom, is a miracle I still can’t believe I get to experience. I am blessed that I get to watch my parents be grandparents.

How does this tie into buying shoes??? Well, as simple as it is, it is one I never thought I would be able to enjoy while we were grieving for six years. Buying him shoes, as furstrating as it can be at times, is still a miracle. It’s still a wondrous joy, a blessing that I get t experience. It is someitn I will NEVER take for granted. Buying shoes is an ordinary experience that is brings me extraordinary joy.

Crosses

Today is another beautiful Sunday. I messed up the times of Mass in the church hall and pulled into an empty parking lot for 7:30 when mass starts at 8:00. My beautiful and wonderful son made this mistake easy for me. We drove to the gas station and he happily ran into the store to help me buy a paper. He was smiling and soon got the attendant to tgell him a joke.

Man “Why did the skeleton cross the road?”
Son proceeded to answer but I explain to him the rules of the joke
Man after a laugh  “He needed to find his body.”
Son “yes, he needed to be a little boy like me.”

This got another laugh out of the man and made me smile. A simple mistake brought us to that store and spread my son’s happiness and joy to someone else.

Dinosaur watching TV as I got ready for church. Doesn’t he look so cute?

Today at church a new priest in our church and was welcomed wonderfully. He was nervous during his sermon though, and I felt for him. In time he will master his sermon and soon his words will flow with as much ease has does his faith. He brought together the Gospel with his sermon at the end and it made me smile. He explained that you can’t help people bear their crosses if you can’t bear your own. You can’t say you have faith and not show you have faith.

Living a life full of faith can be challenging at times.There are MANY people out there who want to challenge your faith and prove you wrong. There are times in our lives that will test our beliefs. If you hold onto your faith and live a faithFULL life, the rewards of a faithFULL life are amazing.

It makes me think of the saying “The grass is always on the other side.” Perhaps the grass is greener because it is filled with such love and faith. Instead of trying to figure out how to “out do” your neighbors, focus on your living your best life. Soon you will see that the grass has become green, but it won’t matter because your wonderful life is the new focus.

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I am totally behind in my cleaning schedule…totally honesty here. Dinosaur is spending the day and night at his La La and Pop Pop’s house. I feel a little guilty but also know he is going to have a great time. I just hope he sleeps through the night. So today and tomorrow morning I am catching up on my cleaning schedule.

Raising a Good Man

While out at dinner recently it was suggested that I baby or coddle my son too much. While I find that ridiculous, I also feel bad for their kids-were they given ENOUGH attention? I can NEVER give my son enough hugs or kisses. I will never stop explaining things to my son or teaching him. There is nothing wrong with preparing him for something that I know will scare him. Giving him expectations and support will help him grow into a respectful, loving husband and father. In the past I would have been snarky back, now I just smile, thank them for their opinion and continue as I am.

He may be a wild, energetic, determined dinosaur, but he is also loving and sweet. He cares about others’ feelings and always tells us how much he loves us. I know extra hugs and kisses will lead him in that right direction.

Here he is playing with his dinosaurs in the kitchen because he wanted to watch me make breakfast. Then he proceeded to tell me…

Dino: “I’m gonna be big like daddy, with tattoos all over my body.” (Daddy only has two NY Yankee tattoos on his upper arms.)
Mommy: Oh really. I bet you will look so cool, but you have to wait till your eighteen and use your own money for the tattoos.
Dino: Okay, I be big like daddy with tattoos

Yes, I would totally let him get tattoos once he is eighteen, though I would try to persuade him to wait till he’s thirty. So much changes from eighteen to thirty and he may feel differently about a tattoo on his body, but then again he may love what he has. Hopefully, I will have taught him to be happy and love himself, and make good choices. Never judge a book by it’s cover. Never judge a person by what they look like, believe or who they love.

I NEVER want him to value opinions that come from people with evil or hurtful intentions. I want him to value the opinions of those people who have his best intentions at heart and love him. I can honestly say there are just a handful of people whose opinions I value. While I may not always agree with them, I value them because they are important to me and my soul. They know who they are and YES, Dinosaur is one of them. I will listen to others as they may have great advice too, but don’t rely on them as I do my special people. These people are my confidants and supporters; and understand who I really am.

You know who your true supporters are…when you are at your lowest, they embrace and love you…not complain, judge, offer advice or tell their stories. They are just there for you.

The other day is a perfect example of what I am teaching Dinosaur. I walked him up to the park, right near our home. It was empty now that kids are in school. He was having a blast playing with mommy and showing off all his skills. Then a mom, and her personal trainer I guess, came over with her son. The boy, I will call Peter, came running over to play too. His mother and personal trainer stayed near the picnic tables about twenty feet away and exercised while I was left to watch her son.

This is the face of a HAPPY and LOVING boy.

My sweet boy was having a blast, but Peter was bossy and loud. He kept telling my son which steering wheel to use and when to go down the slide. Dinosaur, just having fun, went along with it. After only two minutes, the mother came over and said he had to leave, obviously for more exercises in the next place they had to walk to. She pleaded with her son and begged him, but he refused to move. He wanted to have fun for a while, not just for two minutes.

So she gave in to him, without a thank you to me for watching her son, and went off for more exercises. I continued to watch as Peter got my son to call me a stinky monster (and not in a cute way, in a bratty way) and then started to push him. My son gently pushed Peter’s hands away and continue to play.

But when he did it again I nicely, but firmly told him “No pushing.”
Peter looked at me and stuck his tongue at me.
I sternly looked at him and said, “Do not stick your tongue out at me.”
He looked shocked that someone told him what to do. But he listened and stopped touching my son, but the stinky monster insults continued. 

After another twenty minutes his mother came back over, and pleaded with him to leave and he just ignored her. Dinosaur was in shock, now I know he is NOT perfect, but he knows when mommy means business. She threatened to go up and get him about ten times, but they were empty threats and he knew it. I thought I would help her out and told Dino to say goodbye to the boy. My sweet guy kissed and hugged him goodbye. The boy was taken aback, but still did not listen.

Then Dinosaur started acting out and ran past me, I gently held onto him and looked into his eyes. He listened to my calm, but strict words. I told him that I am his mommy and he needs to listen to me. If he can’t listen, then I would take him out of the playground. He nodded and listened, I could see the mom just staring at us wishing her son would listen. As my guy walked to the swings, Peter went down the slide and his mom caught him.

Dinosaur said “Goodbye. See you later.”
Peter responded with “Goodbye stinky boy.” and some other mean words. His mother barely reprimanded him in a rush to get to her next destination. She walked off letting her son know it was okay to insult someone.
My sweet son, said “Okay, bye boy, See you tomorrow.”

I think I am doing a great job as a mom, hugs and kisses only make him a
better boy and one day a better man.
The type of man that will sit next to his child and prepare them for the large fire that will appear as the chef cooks food. He will reassure his child that he/she is safe and nothing will happen to them, but it’s okay to be scared. The type of man that will always tell his child how proud he is of them when they do the right thing in a bad situation or just for being a great kid. The type of man that will model for his child how to be a good person. The type of man that will be the same person the other six days when he is not at church.

Miracles

Dinosaur posing with his dinosaurs in his church outfit.

I love my church for a many reasons,

They consider children part of the community and want them attending mass. There are no family rooms for noisy children. The priests welcome children at mass.

Now that Dinosaur is older he loves shaking everyone’s hands and says “peace you”, he really brings me so much joy. Today he enjoyed shaking another little boy’s hand.

I love how he moves and hums to the music, he can feel it in his body and soul and that makes me happy.

The priests’ sermons are relateable to real life. They don’t talk AT us, they talk to us and connect the scriptures to our lives.

We attend service at the hall in the school. It is easier for Dinosaur to move around and kneel down to read a book or play with his cars. He’s not old enough to sit still through the mass yet.

Today’s sermon was about miracles and once again it was related to our lives. The priest spoke about the movie “Moonstruck” and how Cher’s character says it’s modern times and there aren’t any miracles. The priest eloquently connected that to the Gospel, showing us all the miracles there are if we choose to see them. My son is a miracle. Every day he wakes up, even though too early, I still wake up as a mom with a wonderful son. What miracles have you seen?

when Dinosaur was only two weeks old and
still not even five pounds


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CHANGES

I changed the look of my blog, I love change and just wanted it to reflect what I was feeling.

I changed my cleaning schedule ONCE AGAIN. I moved it to the sidebar and checked off what I have done.  What do you think?

I used to post products or activities that I love on Sunday, but now I am going to post what we love about Sundays, happenings at church, and what we learned.

Favorite Shows and BACKPACK GIVEAWAY

I don’t let Dinosaur sit in front of the TV all day, but he has his favorite shows that he watches over and over again. Some I LOVE,
some I like and some I think are WASTES OF TIME. Sometimes I put on the shows I can’t stand just to be able to do computer work
or make meals.
Little Bill
Mommy LOVES
because they are a loving family with friends from all walks of life. Little Bill is NOT whiny, just a typical kid that Dinosaur can relate to. Everyone is different and that is normal. They all love each other and are respectful and kind. There is a spiritual foundation to the show as well, that I am grateful for.
Dinosaur likes because Little Bill is just like him, a happy kid with a loving family and lots of friends.
Little Bear:
Mommy LOVES
because he is an only child, like Dinosaur, and has lots of different friends and loving grandparents. Everyone is different and that is normal. They all love each other and are respectful and kind. It is okay to not to have a large family and being an only kid is perfectly normal for their family.
Dinosaur likes because Little Bear is a happy guy, who loves his friends and family, and uses his imagination.
Dora the Explorer:
Mommy likes
because Dora is interactive and gets Dinosaur to use his thinking skills.
Dinosaur likes because Dora always needs his help and thanks him for helping
Mike the Knight:
Mommy DOES NOT like
because Mike is selfish and soiled, he never learns from his mistakes or listens to his friends.
Dinosaur likes because Mike IS a knight and has knightly adventures
Wow Wow Wubzy:
Mommy DOES NOT Like
because while they do share and show friendship, it’s MINDLESS waste of time.

Dinosaur likes because it’s funny, noisy, and fast moving
 Caillou:
Mommy DOES NOT Like because he is whiny and soiled child that is so self-centered
Dinosaur likes because it’s bright and funny
 Max and Ruby:|
Mommy DOES NOT Like because there are no guardians living with them, Ruby is too bossy and Max needs adult supervision
Dinosaur likes it’s funny and bright, and Max is always right.
What shows do your kid(s) watch, if any? Do you like them? Or do you want to throw your shoe at the TV like I do?
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Fun with Grandma and Grandpa

Today is Part 2 of Dinosaur and his Grandparents.Yesterday I posted about Dinosaur’s adventures with my parents.

Hubby’s parents, Grandma Lorraine and Grandpa Tony came up for the day and we had a nice bbq for lunch and pasta for dinner. But, Dinosaur was really testing his limits today, talking back to me and not following rules he knows he HAS to follow. I am sure he was thrilled to see his “Ganma” and “Ganpa”, but Mommy is in charge, NOT Dinosaur.

Grandma Lorraine pushing Dinosaur on his bike

Dinosaur showing off his cool (but) cheap toy from Walmart.

Like many of you have mentioned about your hubby’s, my hubby does not read my blog. He says he does not have the time and is convinced that I bad-mouth him. Little does he know that’s what twitter is for, LOL. In all seriousness, I wish he would show a little interest in my blog or not belittle my writing. Of course, he was probably mad at me for nagging him today. He FINALLY sprayed a bees nest right at the corner of our basement door, which is in the ground. But…he sprayed it during the day and the bees were on a war path, making it impossible to enjoy lunch and dinner outside.I try to be a nice and understanding wife, but he makes it so hard when he doesn’t listen and does this without thinking. How do all of you deal with hubby’s that don’t listen, do it their way, then mess things up?

Hubby singing silly songs about me to make me mad, GRRRRRR

Dinosaur with his Grandma Lorraine and Grandpa Tony.

While Dinosaur is NOT their first grandchild or grandson, he is loved deeply and very much wanted. Dinosaur has two older male cousins and a younger female cousin. Tony and Lorraine were over-joyed when we told them we were pregnant, it was a celebration a long time coming. Dinosaur sure has made up for the long wait with his energy and personality.

 Being only three yeas old he is having a hard time understanding that daddy and Grandpa Tony are also Anthony’s. He calls them silly and says daddy is “daddy” and Grandpa Tony is “Ganda”

Dinosaur eating with Grandma, but making her a little nervous. Dinosaur has proved at an early age to take HUGE DINOSAUR BITES and be just fine. Grandma gets nervous with his monstrous bites. Sure I have had a few scares, which have turned out just fine, but he’s a dinosaur and dinosaur’s take BIG
bites of food.

Balboa waiting for food, because we don’t feed him (I’m being sarcastic, he’s holding out for human food. He is so spoiled.) He was our baby when I didn’t think I would ever become a mommy. Balboa has a special place in my heart and always will.

 vintage-cleaning.jpg
Daily:
run washing machine if full
put away dried clothes
clean up disaster areas from Hurricane Dinosaur
Tuesday:
clean bathroom
4th
clean windows and blinds
check batteries in fire alarms (from Sunday)
What’s your cleaning agenda today? 
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Fun with LaLa and PopPop

This is the second Monday I have NOT posted about saving money. I will get back to that starting next week. I have been saving, just forgetting to keep the receipts and take pictures. I really like to stick to my schedule. Do most of you have a blogging schedule? Or do you just post what you want?

Dinosaur is lucky to have still have two sets of grandparents.  He is making wonderful memories and getting lots of love. LaLa and PopPop are my parents; and Dinosaur is there only grandchild, so he is spoiled with lots of love. Dinosaur got to spend two days with his LaLa and PopPop. My father wanted to be called PopPop, and LaLa was called that by her niece and nephew and it just stuck when they had their kids. So when Dino was born, it was only natural that she was his LaLa too.

On Saturday we went to Sillverman’s Farm in Easton Connecticut. It’s a great little orchard and farm, but there were too many bees; so eating outside was NOT fun. Any suggestions on products that block bees so we can eat outside and enjoy the nice weather? They have a HUGE playground area with an awesome maze.

Being an only child, dinosaur got attention from four adults while running around and playing. He truly is a lucky guy to have so many loving people in his life. What more could ANY kid wish for?

Though he worried me a bit, seems like he has a preference for blond girls. He was following around three of them on the playground!!! The girl he he clings to at daycare is also blond. Already three and he has his preferences, I’m in trouble. Though I never really talk to him about girls, I usually just say when you grow up, get married and have kids. I don’t want him to feel like we won’t accept him and want him to know that no matter who he loves; we will always love him. Maybe I’m crazy to think about this when he is only thee but I want him to know and my vocabulary to be consistent. After getting stickers on our car symbolizing our family, he is always repeating the members of our family. I tell him that some families have one mom, or one dad, or two moms or dads, or aunts and uncles, or grandparents. As long as you are loved, that’s your family.

Okay, now back to the post at hand, I sometimes get sidetracked with my thoughts.

Dinosaur posing like a big man next to “Thomas the Train”

One of the many cool trucks in the playground area.

On Sunday we spent the day at their house. Hubby had to umpire two games near their house, so it made sense to spend the day there. pent all day there. Dinosaur loves it there, because LaLa and PopPop have designated their back room to Dinosaur. He walks around like the big man on campus. He loves to sit at the back table, play with his cars, and eat his food.

Dinosaur telling to hurry up and take the picture, my bossy little man.

My mother didn’t want her picture taken, she’s so silly. My dad was being funny and was pretending to flex his muscles.

Tomorrow I will post about Dinosaur’s day with Grandpa Tony and Grandma Lorraine (hubby’s parents).

 vintage-cleaning.jpg
Daily:
run washing machine if full
put away dried clothes
clean up disaster areas from Hurricane Dinosaur
Monday:
plan shopping list (from yesterday)
change sheets and towels
3rd
catch up day
check batteries in fire alarms (from yesterday)
What’s your cleaning agenda today? 
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