What Love means to a 4-8 year old . .


Funny & Touching words from the mouth of babes.


A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds ,

'What does love mean?'

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined




'When my grandmother got arthritis , she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time , even when his hands got arthritis too.. That's love.'

Rebecca- age 8



'When someone loves you , the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'

Billy - age 4



'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'

Karl - age 5



'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'

Chrissy - age 6



'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'

Terri - age 4



'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him , to make sure the taste is OK.'

Danny - age 7



'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing , you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that.
They look gross when they kiss'

Emily - age 8



'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents
and listen.'

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)



'If you want to learn to love better , you should start with a friend who you hate , '

Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)



'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt , then he wears it everyday.'

Noelle - age 7



'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.'

Tommy - age 6



'During my piano recital , I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.

He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.'

Cindy - age 8



'My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'

Clare - age 6



'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.'

Elaine-age 5



'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford .'

Chris - age 7



'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.'

Mary Ann - age 4



'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'

Lauren - age 4



'When you love somebody , your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image)

Karen - age 7



'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'

Mark - age 6



'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it , you should say it a lo t. People forget.'

Jessica - age 8

One of my friends posted this on BabyCenter via facebook. Thought i would share it with all of you. So so true!
If you can't read/see it, I put the full text here also: fuck myspace-seriously-link wont work sorry.
TELL ME ABOUT IT ®
By Carolyn HaxWednesday, May 23, 2007; Page C10

Carolyn:
Best friend has child. Her: exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc.
Me (no kids): Wow. Sorry. What'd you do today?
Her: Park, play group . . .

Okay. I've done Internet searches, I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners . . . I do all those things, too, and I don't do them EVERY DAY. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events) and I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy -- not a bad thing at all -- but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth? Is this a peeing contest ("My life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions.
Tacoma, Wash.

Relax and enjoy. You're funny.
Or you're lying about having friends with kids.
Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them.
Internet searches?
I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand, while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom-friends are either lying or competing with you, is disingenuous indeed.
So, since it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries, questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys, and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-esse
ntial piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.
It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.
It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.
It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It's resisting constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense.
It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything -- language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity. Empathy. Everything.
It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy, and then, when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend, a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you to mutual friends, or marvel how much more productively she uses her time. Either make a sincere effort to understand or keep your snit to yourself.

Hosted By:
Nicolette a.k.a. Nicki~2012

When:
Saturday, February 21, 2009

Where:
Club 313
Manchester, NH

Description:
This is a double birthday event for Nicki Reed and Amanda Clemm. We are inviting all of our friends to come to Club 313 in Manchester, NH on Saturday, February 21st. Please arrange for your own ride, as we are inviting so many. This is a gay-straight mixed club and there will be dance music all night and also a brief dragshow. We have lots of Ladies coming and we have invited men too.

Click Here To View Event

(QUIZ-but fun, and revealing!!  )

Thx to:  Michele

(this was both creepy and somewhat an acurate potrayal....*shudders* A.)

 1) Put your playlist, music player, iPod or whatever you listen to on shuffle.

2) For each question, press the 'next' button to get your answer.

3) YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS! NO CHEATING!

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
make yourself

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
cant fight this feeling

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
The sweet escape

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
sexy love

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
U make me wanna (fet. Mariah Carey)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
D'Yer Mak'er

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Animal I have become

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
situation

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
girlfriend

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
outshined

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
pulling teeth

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
You got what i need

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Break Ya neck

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
outro

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
what do i have to do?

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
hey mama

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
ring the alarm

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
something's always wrong

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
burning beard

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
the diary of jane

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
before he cheats

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
slow country

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
sway

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
fly from the inside

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
sittin' at a bar

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
father in the forest

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
i kissed a girl

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
runaway train

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
hollow

WHO WILL POST THIS AS?
jigga that nigga

(since theres someone i know who has the "world's worst Ipod"...i better see one from you mister!  )

STELLAR

by: Incubus

 

meet me in outer space

 we could spend the night

watch the earth come up

ive grown tired of this place

wont you come with me?

we could start again

 

how do you do it

make me feel like i do

how do you do it?

its better than i ever knew

 

meet me in outer space

i will hold you close

i need you to see this place

it might be the only way

that i can show you what it feels to be inside of you

 

how do you do it?

make me feel like i do

how do you do it

its better than i ever knew

you are stellar

So Um-Yeah...(my most favorite line)

I just spent the entire day dealing with not one but 2 very sick (and by sick i mean puking-yes PUKING) kids yesterday! SOOO NOT FUN! Now im not just talking about holding hair back and rubbing backs. no-you know what i mean! Let me just hook you up with a lovely visual for a moment. This is the begining of the end for me. At 12 O' clock on the dot Jalynn and i pull into elijah's school to pick him up. I turn around behind me to tell my daughter that i am coming right over right now to get her out....and then it happened.....all gussied up in her clean winter coat. hood up...PROJECTILE.....OMG NO-Was my first thought....then it happened AGAIN-Before i could even get myself out of the car to help her. AND AGAIN while im TRYING to find something ANYTHING to help clean her up and get her outta that seat. The poor thing. I have NOTHING in my car...and i cant pull her otta her seat and cover myself in vomit...she was litterally COVERED...so i had to leave her in the damn parking lot and run faster than i probly have in years to go get some papertowels from the school and tell the director what happened and let her know that i couldn't grab elijah yet either....it was HORRIBLE. Thats ALL i have to say about it... HORRIBLE i tell you! so i did what no mother should have to do-but i had NO real other choice that i could think of. Its March-its cold, i couldnt just take her outta her clothes, and make her sit in her pukey seat, so i left her in her clothes in the pukey seat-but i managed to clean her up enough to get the coat off, and i left it-oh let me also throw out the fact that as soon as we were suppose to go grab elijah-we were going to have my brakes in my car done-yah-that didnt happen-ANYWAY-i had to make the poor girl ride home in that mess-but i refused to buckle her in. I told her that if she stayed put-and didnt move that i would drive home and not make her buckle.

IT SMELLED SO BAD driving from exit 7 to exit 1....loooonnnggg ride....

 And we made it. everything was ok....we got home, she wabbled into the house-(i wasnt going to carry her-i just did my hair) I disrobed her-threw her in the shower-and then went to clean my car...fed my son lunch while Jalynn intermittenly hurled all afternoon....and then 4:00 hits...i turn to my son on the floor watching tv and ask him if he's still feeling alright-and he tells me yes...10-15 minutes later-he's curled over the bucket hurling his brains out...OMG not again! Am i Next? crap-i better not eat anything.

They both went all day long-but finally fell asleep around 7....Thank god...the dry heaving stopped-now im sorry if your not a parent-and this is way to much info for you-but when your a parent-this graphicness is NOTHING-but still HORRIBLE!!---we brought them to bed....

THEN we LYSOLED EVERYTHING!!!! and prayed as we sat in the living room that we would not fall victim!

and ya know what...

so far so good.....better go knock on some wood now....Thanks for sharing in my HORRIBLE DAY as a parent.....

 

To start-this blog could really fit into a LOT of different categories....

But i have chosen the most fitting, because this post is ALL about our "Goals, Plans, & Hopes".

The sign came in December...I didnt know it was a sign until yesterday. But none the less-it popped into my head like a beacon of understanding.

"1, 2, 3, 4, Parents!" ...an Active Parenting coarse.

My first thought while seeing this poster in my sons pre-school was, "Oh-this might be what im looking for!" I took down the number for when i got home.

(Back-up to understand that over the last maybe 5-6 months now, as a parent i felt like i was drowning. Like everyday things just got more and more out of control. And everything in your life affects ALL PARTS of YOUR LIFE. So topping the feeling of not being as good a parent as i thought i should be-was also Stress of different categories and depression. All of which make one hell of a nasty cocktail! Before the "poster/sign" (which-now-remember i didnt view as a "sign" until yesterday) all i kept thinking to myself was how things HAVE GOT TO CHANGE. I just cant keep going like this any longer! but what to do? how to pull myself out of the abyss that was soo overwhelming...i had no answers and was asking myself the same thing day after day.)

I knew i had been doing things that were the best way to do them-as far as parenting goes...but i also knew that i just didnt have a handle on others...and it was tearing us down. I was doing a severe amount of yelling-and i have said before-and i'll say it again...you get to a point where you know your behavior is unacceptable-but your outside your body-doing what you know is wrong anyway! I PHYSICALLY felt like i could no longer keep yelling at my kids-and that it was KILLING me. I started to let things "go" that i knew shouldnt be...Just so i didnt have to yell at them anymore.

THEN CAME "1, 2, 3, 4, Parents!"

I saw it as my salvation. A new avenue to gain new parenting tools to go with the ones i already knew. At the time-i didnt veiw the class like it was going to save me...and after the class-i dont think it was class-but myself who saved me. the class was my springboard.

my sign.

So i took the coarse...3 days...over 3 weeks.....and i did learn. somewhere inside me i felt after the first week began to change. I felt like i could do this. I could regain the upper had w/o having to be out of control to do it. using the new tools i had learned in the class forced me to change something within. I had to decide for myself to make things better. I think in a relatively short amount of time i have really begun a transformation. I am (for me) most extemely more calm than i have been over the last couple of years. Just that one little thing has managed to trickle itself into many aspects of my life. Granted there are many more things that need to be improved in me.. But i am happy 'here' until i am ready to take on all those 'other' things in my life.

and then yesterday.  The sign.  I noticed in the afternoon, that since i took this class and took my own vow to be a better me...that subjects of that VERY matter were finding their way to me. Holy Crap! all of a sudden im seeing things related to the "secret" and how the energy you put out is what you get. and certain material i am reading is all devoted to becoming a better you for yourself...and i started to put the pieces together, and realized that they all had their one common denomenator=me and the vow i took when i started that class. Then i realized that the parenting class was really just the beginning of something that might take a long time to accomplish-but that i am open and willing and will no longer shut happiness out.

and i have also noticed that this journey has to be taken alone. i asked myself why certain people cant notice your becoming a new you, and why they-if they love you dont want the same for theirself. this is probly how bonds with people are broken. because they can no longer understand you. and its hard to keep people close when you no longer have something in common. I hope that doesnt happen to me. But it might. and im ready if it does. i need to be healthy for the sake of my children, and that doesnt just mean physically.

I finnally decided i would write this blog-because i had noticed the 'signs', but the nail in the coffin was another blog i read. by that chick that married the Brady bunch guy...its only this post that shes done that hit home to me. while obviously her post was about her-and doesnt match my situation fully, its the general message shes putting out that made me see all these things are my signs...that im doing the right thing, and to keep moving forward. Put it out there-and it will happen. (please click any of these links to read Adriens blog)

so, now i just wanted to share all this because i feel good about myself, and those who know me personally-i hope you can see the change-but if you cant-its ok...i know its in me!

this is hopefully just the beggining. But for now-im closing the subject-id really rather not jinx myself, but if i am compelled to put my feelings into words for all to see-you know i will be back! and im sure i will. i cant stay away from writing blogs for too long!

as always...thanks for reading, comments welcome-kudos required!

Amanda

 

But that certainly doesnt keep me from doing it! i enjoy writing about things in my life, even if they arent proper or relevent. While some of them dont even make it past the "POST" button, it still is a way to get something off my chest! I often wish i could post certain things, but wrestle with what people will think if they actually read them-or maybe that people might read it in a context i did not intend. Which is why i do not consider myself an actual blogger/writer...because i am not crafty with the all mighty word-to trust that i am sending the message i actually want to send. And because most of the time-things i want to write about-the people i want to see them-wont actualy see them! so it feels like im wasting my time.

We all waste time though-and i for one-knowing i dont have any readers-except a couple of friends...AND SWAMPY-(Thanks SWAMPY!)  and still continue to make blog posts...because it makes US feel better to get the word out on something that is important...even if only our eyes see it. I look at my profile the same way...its like a work of art to me...my only outlet to be creative and express what i want people to know about me...EVEN though i know it takes a while to load and i KNOW most people dont bother! Its still me...and people who are interested in me-will know where to look...EVEN if they dont read my blogs! some are really important to me, but i post alot of random-so its hard for people to decifer whats relevent and whats not...I think im rambling-and if you have ever read anything that i wrote myself-then you already know im real good at it.

AND i totally came here with the purpose of writing something different-and this was suppose to be just an intro-but it turned into a whole post-so i will save the other subject for another day soon. If you read this-thanks-leave KUDOS at the door, comments always loved and responded to!

a little insight to the next post...How i have started my journey to ZEN-the Amanda Way!

Stay tuned...im sure there wont be alot to offer! i kid i kid-this mind of mine isnt too vast-so im sure it will be simple! ok-im done now...go now and hang yourself for even reading this far! HA HA

Love as always...Amanda

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Jan 25, 2008 10:08 AM
Subject:	DAILY OM~ FROM SUPERGIRL!!
	Thanks to: nicole Date: Jan 25, 2008 9:11 AM SuperGirl Date: Jan 25, 2008 6:04 AM Centering Ourselves When our thoughts are scattered in several directions at once and we are no longer conscious of what we are doing or why, it is time to center ourselves. When we center ourselves, we begin by acknowledging that we have become spread too thin and we are no longer unified inside. Our thoughts might be out of sync with our feelings, and our actions may be out of sync with both. The main signs that we need to center ourselves are scattered thoughts and a feeling of disconnection or numbness, as if we are no longer able to take anything in. In addition, we may feel unfocused and not present in our bodies. Centering ourselves is a way of coming to terms with all the different energies within us and drawing them back into ourselves. Centering yourself means that you are working from or being aware of the core of your being in the solar plexus area of your body. At first it may not make sense, but as you progress you will understand what this feels like. We naturally know how to center ourselves when we take a deep breath, for example, before making a big announcement or doing something big. Another way to center ourselves is to sit down and engage in breath meditation. We can start by simply getting into a comfortable upright position and noticing as our breath enters and leaves our bodies. Our breath flows into our center and out from our center, and this process can serve as a template for all of our interactions in the world. In conversations, we can take what our friends are saying into the center of our beings and respond from the center. Our whole lives mirror this ebb and flow of energy that begins and ends at the center of ourselves. If we follow this ebb and flow, we are in harmony with the universe, and when we find we are out of harmony, we can always come back into balance by sitting down and observing our breath. When we sit down to center ourselves we can imagine that we are gathering our straying thoughts and energies back into ourselves, the way a mother duck gathers her babies around her. We can also visualize ourselves casting a net and pulling all the disparate parts of ourselves back to the center of our being, creating a sense of fluid integration. From this place of centeredness, we can begin again, directing ourselves outward in a more intentional way. It's The Weekend..Take time for YOU! ~SuperGirl