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Jul
15
2011

Just yesterday, 6-year-old Dylan and I were discussing the debt ceiling and what happens if the U.S. defaults on its debt come August 2nd.

What is all this craziness over the debt ceiling and the looming end of the world deadline? And does this have anything to do with Google+?  Because I don’t really get that either.

Now that I really think back to the conversation, it might have been me mostly talking about the debt crisis and Dylan talking more about ants.

She is nervous they might be endangered. I have assured her that the Wildlife Protection Agency would not allow that to happen. This is not dodo bird all over again.

I’m so glad she’s young enough to still be worried about the well being of bugs.

Because I’ve been completely rattled this week over heavier topics. Like the horrifying murder of an 8-year-old Brooklyn boy who was simply walking home from camp.  Can’t an 8-year-old  kid walk 7 blocks, get a little lost, ask someone for directions and not get killed?!

Dylan was on a camp field trip yesterday and I was just nervous. In a way I’m normally not. Nervous because people can be so evil. And parents can do everything they can to protect their kids and sometimes it’s just not enough.

I started reading my older girls a few great books on personal safety, hoping that somehow the messages will sink in. But it all terrifies me to my core.

I try not to think about it too much because the sadness and horror in this world can just feel crushing sometimes.

I try to focus on the sweetness in life. The way Harlowe gives adorable kisses (even if they are open mouth). Chase’s unwavering commitment to helping me rearrange a vase of silk flowers in our living room . Dylan’s deep concern for the plight of the ants. And Summer.

That girl noticed that I didn’t have a dance trophy like Rick. So she gave me one…

In case you’re confused, my trophy is the slightly smaller one on the left.


27 Responses to rattled

  • Steph says:

    Congrats on your lovely trophy! in another vein, I so get what you are saying about fear for our children. All I can think to do is to pray for all the world’s children. God bless every child.

  • Jenn says:

    I love that Summer would do that for you.
    I’m convinced that we need to allow our children more freedom, but stories like that make me want to lock the Bunny up forever.
    Handome Hubby has already decided that she’s allowed on her first chaperoned (no spell check!) date when she’s 50, and she’s not allowed to move out before 75. It’s going to be a looonng childhood.

  • red pen mama says:

    Too much going on for us poor mamas to handle some days. Good on you for focusing on the smaller, more pleasant things. My son, too, is giving open mouthed kisses. Or trying to teeth on my cheek. Not sure which. Hugs and humor are pretty much the only things getting me through.

  • Wendi says:

    You have such a gift for blending light and dark subjects, Kelcey. You really do.

    (And please let Dylan know that there are PLENTY of ants in my yard.)

  • Diane says:

    It is heartbreaking the things that happen just down the street from us. Makes me want to go hug my kids. So I will. Have a great weekend.

  • Angi says:

    I get the open-mouth kisses from my Rex (age: almost 2) all the time. I sometime worry my husband and I are setting a bad example. Glad to hear it’s the norm!

  • Ann says:

    What Wendi said–absolutely.

    There has been a lot of horrible violence against children in my area lately too, and it is just too much to even take in. That poor poor boy, and his devastated family and community.

  • Jackie says:

    I totally understand where you are coming from. I’m so glad my son is 19. But now I have different worries. I think as a parent its just our job. But with 4 small ones I feel your pain.

    How sweet is Summer. Sorry your trophy is slightly smaller. But the love it was given is was so much bigger than Rick’s.

  • My husband and I were talking last night about the little boy in Brooklyn and I tried to tell him how unusual and random that is and there’s truly no need to keep our kids (including an 8-year old boy) under lock and key… seriously let’s keep our wits about us, right?… AND THEN, I wake up this morning and on the front of the Washington Post – a mother who jumped with her toddler out of a moving car on the BELTWAY after she was carjacked AND a guy who was high on PCP who picked up a toddler (different toddler, of course) in Best Buy and took off running with him.

    Cooler heads indeed – we’re all safely locked in the closet.

  • Leigh Ann says:

    I have a hard time shutting some of those thoughts out too, especially when I’m trying to sleep at night. Kids are so innocent and trusting. I hate the evil in the world.

    Congrats on the trophy though. It’s was cooler than rick’s.

  • Aunt Marcia (Guess Whose?) says:

    Terrible tragedy; but one of the reasons is that the very religious Jews keep their children in a state of ignorance about the ‘outside world’ and for one thing; they are not allowed to watch t.v. They are innocent and ignorant…not a good combo for living in this world in 2011. The boy only had 2 blocks to walk, his mother was meeting him most of the way, he forgot to turn the corner, and instead crossed the street and got lost. Give your children the protection of ‘street smarts’ and ‘common sense’…better than anything else, better than relying on ‘God’ to watch over them.

  • Becky says:

    When you love your kids with every inch of your being it is impossible NOT to be worried 24/7 that something could happen to them! (at least that is what I try to tell myself every day!!! Then I pop a Xanax)
    I’m right there with you.

  • Pearl Wisdom says:

    we have to leave 25 minutes early for our 5 minute walk to preschool because my daughter has to “rescue” every doodle bug/rolly polly on the way by picking them up from the sidewalk and placing them in the grass. see? the world is a good, safe place. i promise.

  • Remember, it’s not the size of the trophy…oh. Wait. Wrong consolation line. I think the ants will be fine, although perhaps leaving a (smaller) trophy outside an anthill will be nice for them.


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