Yesterday after school the kids launched into the longest, awfulest, loudest, mom-upsettingest battle in a long time. It started in the car on the way home and continued once we arrived. It continued into supposed "time outs" in their respective rooms. It took me about 30 minutes to figure out they were hungry. Five minutes and two plates of food later peace was restored. Whew!
Once World War 3 was resolved with food, we settled into cleaning up their rooms a bit. Sierra solved that problem by breaking the vacuum cleaner. I wasn't able to fix that with food. I can imagine the look on the Nybakke Repair Dude's face, though, when I take the hose for the small vacuum in to be unclogged. Yes, I have been in there before with similar, um, technical difficulties.
Once the vacuum was successfully rendered inoperable we watched Remember the Titans. The kids really enjoyed the film and the fact that it was based on a true story. We talked about school integration and about
how people who think they hate someone they don't know will almost always change their minds when they spend enough time with that person or group of people.
I think we relearned something about what Jesus was teaching, Share food, hang out with strangers, learn to love your supposed enemy. Commensality, community, compassion.
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"I think we relearned something about what Jesus was teaching, Share food, hang out with strangers, learn to love your supposed enemy. Commensality, community, compassion."
And don't suck!
I love that word commensality Kim. About coming together to eat. The word also means symbiotic in biology. Barnacle Bill.
I guess this means we won't see you at NCC tomorrow, eh Ron? What if we promise not to put you on a committee?
If I twittered i could committee from here Susan. Apparently there is a photoshop Mr Potato Head software that allows you to print out separate features of yourself and stick them on a potato. Potato proxy. So all you need for me to be there would be a twittering cell phone and a potato.
A tweeting potato sounds fun, but not as good as having you here in person! Hope sometime soon we can all gather for wine, conversation, and hummus for Kim.
And happy humming for all.
That's sounds wonderful Susan and Kathleen. I'll hum to that.
I wasted five hours at a child care seminar on natural and logical consequences and conflict resolution, and your brilliant point was never brought up. Many times kids just fight because they are hungry! Also, I wonder how my vacuum repair man stays in business since I quit sucking up Legos and Micro Machines.
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