Tuesday, February 21, 2006


.. and all she wants to do is dance, dance...... 


Did you know that it's Beautiful Women Month? 

 Below is a wonderful poem Audrey Hepburn
wrote when asked to share her "beauty tips." It was read at her funeral years later.

For attractive lips
, speak words of kindness.. For lovely eyes, seek
out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the

For beautiful hair
, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a

For poise
, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.. People,
even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,
and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a

helpinghand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older,
you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the
other for helping others.

If you share this with another woman, something good will happen . . ...

You will boost another woman's self esteem, and she will know that you care about her.




Wednesday, February 15, 2006


An elderly woman and her little grandson, whose face was sprinkled with bright freckles, spent the day at the zoo. Lots of children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.

"You've got so many freckles, there's no place to  paint!" a girl in the line said  to the little fella.  Embarrassed, the little boy dropped his  head.

His grandmother knelt  down next to him "I love your freckles.  When I was a little girl I always wanted freckles, she said, while tracing her finger across the child's cheek. "Freckles are beautiful!"

The boy looked up, "Really?"

"Of  course," said the grandmother. "Why, just name me one thing that's prettier than  freckles."

The little boy thought for a moment, peered intensely into his grandma's face, and softly  whispered, "Wrinkles."

Saturday, February 11, 2006


Somebody said if you're a "good" mother, your child will "turn out good."

Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.

Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their voices.

Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window.

Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother.

Somebody never helped a fourth grader with her math.

Somebody said you can't love the fifth child as much as you love the first.

Somebody doesn't have five children.

Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books ........

Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery ...

Somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten.
or on a plane headed for military "boot camp."

Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back .......

Somebody never organized four giggling Brownies to sell cookies.

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married ....
  Somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother's job is done whenher last child leaves home ... .

Somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her .......
Somebody isn't a mother.

Saturday, February 4, 2006




This letter was an assignment in Lauren’s 1st Grade class.  The teacher told the class they could write a letter to anyone they wanted… Lauren chose to write to God…  Here is her touching way of saying hi… I copied it word for word… even her way of spelling the words…  Enjoy life through a child’s eyes!


“Dear God.

God you are the best.  God you are my very very best friend.  God what is your favorite color?  God what are you waring to day? 

God do you wary a hat?  God you are nice.  God is fantastick.  God is a good giy.  God loves me and I love God to.  I wonder if he is waching me and you boys and grls.

I wonder if he likes to dancs eat or play.  I like to play and eat.  I wonder if he nos how to fly up in the skay.  I love God.  I like God.

I pray for God.  God is the very very very best prsin in the worlred.  God is better thin ine botte.  Every day is a good day to pray for God and Jeces to.  I love God.  I have a cros to pray for God.  And God loves every botte.  And God has supr powers.

Love Lauren