When we visited our grandson in March, he would occasionally use the potty with his Mommy or Daddy’s help. At 6 weeks old and just able to hold his head up, he was still wobbly on the potty. Patrick’s parents were sensitive to when he needed to nurse and similarly, they were learning his elimination pattern;…
My coblogger Joan gave us some pretty scary Food for Thought in her post on Friday. Since then we have been discussing that we need to propose some solutions to these food dilemnas. And we wondered to each other, what CAN we eat? Is it really THAT bad? Actually it is worse. Yet another story popped…
My father used to tell me that he didn’t eat red meat. He always cooked it or ordered it well done, so it was brown. While it made me smile, his comment is typical. For an action that we do on a regular basis (if we’re lucky), how much do we know about what we…
Those immortal words were said through a fixed smile in an audible stage whisper by Nancy Reagan. President Reagan and she were walking across the White House lawn to the presidential helicopter, reporters peppering them with questions about an unfolding crisis. Ronald Reagan had paused, and the reporter shouted more loudly something like “What are…
Can you imagine yourself at 100 looking back on your life? What are the things you remember—the blessings, the highlights, the tragedies? Any regrets? What are your goals for the future; your concerns? We are co-creators of our lives. Whatever happens, we can choose how we respond. I attended a century birthday party this weekend for Eleanor…
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