Deciding for yourself..

I have made my choice regarding the current events in Israel, and it is a decision that is right for me. I know not everyone has the same view as I do, and others prefer to remain unbiased observers.

But I worry that others are making their choices without being fully informed. I hear people talking about how bad it is, and people talking about how they are tired of hearing about it. Well the long and short of it is deal with it. War is horrible, no matter what the scale of it. And there are innocent people being killed and hurt. But there will always be people who care about what is happeneing no matter how near or far away it is. Ultimately everyone wishes for peace, but you can only have peace if everyone is willing to work at it.

So please take a moment, don't make your decisions based on a 5 mintues blip you saw on the news, do some reaserch before you make your judgment call.

And lastly, just hope that no one else gets hurt...

another post for 2008

Hi y'all!
I havent posted in a long time(mostly because people don't seem to comment). The summer is wrapping up and I am excited for my 13th anniversary. I feel in some ways that this is a year of new beginnings, and a year of endings..... I have to take a moment to touch on the endings because I have just lost my nanny Gertrude Delong of Shubenacadie, and I wanted to thank everyone for their condolences. But as much as I don't like endings I am thankful for all of the new beginnings. I started an upgraded position at work, which allows me the opportunity to explore a whole new side of Childcare. I am wrapping up my conversion classes, and I quit the newspaper job that was ripping up my soul(and ending I actually did like !) My body is taking a long time to adjust to having more sleep by not letting me fall asleep at the regular time, now I stay up later , and still wake up early. I am looking forward to going to visit my sister next week(something I haven't doone in too long a time, and to see 5 of the sweetest kids I know(my nieces, I actually have 8 nieces, and aside from my daughter they are the sweetest little girls in the world) I have moved, and started my kids in new schools and I'm ready to take some time for me know....I am going to get back to my art, something I enjoy ( I also finally got my dog whom I love and makes me laugh even when life has gotten me down) So maybe I should take this chance to start anew....
Live long, love life huh!
I'm taking some time to love myself for a change!

When is close enough?

We as parents try to raise upstanding members for our future communities. We try to instill a balance of righteousness, self preservation, honor and respect in our children. We do this hoping that our children will not grow into thugs, or criminals. but into useful, working members of society, who may try to do the same with their own children. This does not come easy, and with each generation it becomes more difficult. Letting your children walk to school, or go out with their friends is becomming a thing of the past, or a frightful nail biting experience. A few months ago(around my birthday) a young girl Jacinda's age went missing. she was at a mall with her mother, and stormed off when they got into an argument, that child promptly dissapeared.
Now as parents we all feel for any family whose child is missing, but untill you experience that actual panic of your child being missing,you can't fully understand how terrifying this is. I only say this because I felt bad for them, but two weeks after she went missing, I got to experience the real thing with Jacinda. I was walking home from work, and asked her on the phone if she felt like walking down to meet me to walk home with me, which she did, But time passed and I did not see her, finally I made it all the way home, planniung to joke with her about how long it took her to get dressed I discovered she wasn't at home, I walked back down, thinking I had missed her(though quietly starting to panic, my chest constricting with what I felt was me over reacting and being silly). I walked all the way back down to where we were supposed to meet watching both sides of the street, but still no Jacinda. I ran back calling her name, I called her cell phone no answer. I got Jared at his freinds house, no one had seen her, checked at mom's , she wasn't there. Now Panic was setting in full throttle. The other girl(exactly her age) had dissapeared at this exact time of day, and I was starting to freak out. Neighbours were starting to drive around, to check side streets, thinking maybe she got confused. Others walked wondering if the dog(who she was walking) had dragged her the wrong way.
I called Lee but the answering service at his work wouldn't get him(just so everyone knows they were almost fired because of this as they were told his child was missing and didn't tell him) Finally I called 911(it had been over an hour with no sign of her , and I was hysterical. Our whole building was outside, I was pacing the sidewalk in front of our house, and everyone was driving around looking for her, or helping our, or waiting with me in front of the building. Leee had finally called and rushed home, where we sat with the police crying and yelling at everything because nothing seemed to be getting dom=ne quickly enough. The police were checking everywhere, telling us they understood and we had done the right thing calling them, as it was getting dark, and they were going to help us find her.

Out of the blue on of our neighbours got a phone call from someone she babysat for asking what the missing child looked like. Our neighbour described her, and the caller told her that she was looking right at her as they spoke. Her daughter who is baby sat by our neighour is only 4. She loves Jacinda and she was looking out the window of the car and said to her mom" look mommy their is Jacinda everyone is looking for her!" Her mom pulled over and shouted at Jacinda, "Is your name Jacinda?" To which our daughter hesitatingly said yes, the lady told her not to move. This lady turned her car around, and parked at a nearby gas station, and got the attendant to watch her child, and came down to Jacinda. We were all still with our neighbour on the other end of the line, and oure neighbour was shouting, it's her , it's her , We got her! We stayed on, as the police officer with us directed another unit back to her. The police finally arrived where our daughter was, he calmly got out of his squad car and asked our daughter if her name was Jacinda Solomon, to which she said yes, it was. He asked if she knew that she had been missing for over and hour, to which she responded no she didn't. He told her that he needed to get her home because her parents were worried sick about her......

Well all turned out all right for our family( sadly not for the other child whose body has since been found near her home) it turns out Jacinda had simply walked up the street, instead of down(she ended up miles away from home) But It makes me wonder just how close do we need to keep our children, children are being attacked , not just by sick adults antmore, but by sick youth now too. Those old milestones that we used to strive for, are they too freely given now, or does that make us overbearing parents, who suffocate our children. where do we draw the line that we have to let our kids cross on their own?

I think parenting is becoming harder for those who are trying to do right by their kids, letting your child run around all the city without knowing who there with, or where they are going, is doing your child a disservice. All we can do is the bast we can, and hope that it's enough...............

Waiting for a storm.....

We are currently waiting for a storm to hit us, that may or mmay not be a hurricane. We bought our batteries , matches and candles, and decided to hold off on buying groceries. I decided to post some pictures from Juan's visit... This is before and after at Point Pleasant Park...
Boats thrown up at the Armdale Rotary
Chebucto Rd
Fairiview, just down the street from where we are now.
The Train Station down on Barrington St.

I also want to post some pics of my new Neice Hannah Rachel Solomon, 7lbs 7oz born on Tuesday night at the Ottawa Civic Hospital. Christine and Jason are her proud parents.

Jay, Chris and Hannah

Bubbi and Hannah get to meet

And Finally a picture of what our puppy looks like(I didn't take it but it's awfully close to what she looks like)

See everyone after the storm!

Long time no blog!!!

I am posting this blog because I found an old friend with the help of facebook! It's amazing isn't it? The kids are doing well. We are back into our old routine with work and school. We are waiting on the arrival of a new puppy!!! who should be born any day.. We are getting a golden retriever puppy, yeah me!!

Here are some pictures of camp kadimah!

Here is Jarede chillin out at his Cabin. (what a cutie)

Here is Jacinda with one of her friends ( Tamar and Jacinda)

Jacinda is on the far right of the picture

Jared is the monkey in the middle looking backwards(I think this was at Maccabiah games)

Jacinda looks like she's a model posing over the railing like that!

Well if people actually comment this time I will post again!

If you want to check out something funny please check out this blog!

mom2my6pack@blogspot.com

She is sooo funny!

when we were kids.....

Born before 1980?









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TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's...
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because . WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day, and we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound, CD's or Ipods! No cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat rooms....... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,
Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! If YOU are one of them, CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives so much, than for our own good. And while you are at it, share it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!

check out these camels!!

take a close look at this picture........the camels are the little white lines, the black camels are the shadows.