Mud Puddles and Dandelions: To Whoever Complained:

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

To Whoever Complained:

I am pretty sure I know who left the comment, but I did not have internet at the hospital and spent all day there. That is my excuse for today, I will find an excuse for the rest of the days another day (maybe the insane schedule my family has!!!). I will post some pictures we took at the hospital today when Paul sends them to me from his phone!

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Anonymous said...: To the Complainer...

You obviously are not a mother/father of three boys with one on the way if you truly think that Meaghan has nothing better to do than sit on the computer and blog all day. I commend you Meaghan for coming home from the hospital and blogging so that we family members can know how Isaac's surgery went.

Complainer....try getting a real life so that you don't have to depend on Meaghan to blog for you to have something to do. You're a disappointment.

Love you Meg :); 9:49 AM
Anonymous said...: OK girls and boys, let's all put our happy faces back on. We will assume that complainer was just giving Meg a bad time and really does understand how busy she stays and was being sarcastic...it must have been a member of the family!
Meg, the time you spend is appreciated! Love Mom; 3:47 PM

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Why Mud Puddles and Dandelions?

When my husband first saw this title, he asked if it was because I was supposed to be THE dandelion surrounded by mud (all the boys). I guess it could mean that, but I read this one day and it really touched my heart and made me think:

When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.

When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.

When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen. My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.

When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.

When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that. My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."

When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross, and worms to play with.

I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children! Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things. - Author Unknown

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