World Peace?!?

To quote the band, Dealership, "If you believe in peace on earth then you're dumb..."

Since I'm a strong believer that there will never, in our lifetime or any other, be "World Peace," I think we should strive for World Compromise.

Imagine 5 of your closest friends sitting in a room together. Can all 5 of you agree on a simple thing such as the best flavor of ice cream? Probably not. How on earth can we expect people from all cultures, all religions and all walks of life to agree on what is the perfect world for them? I don't want to say that it's all hopeless and that we should just give up, but perhaps we can focus our efforts on figuring out a way to compromise, to live and let live. I have absolutely no idea how to achieve this.

As a nanny, I strive for compromise every single day...to keep a 5-year old, an 18-month old, a 4-month old and myself (a 35-year old) happy - or at least just neutral. I suppose it all starts at home.

It's a conundrum, however, because in order to get everyone in the world to follow my plan, they'll all have to agree to it, and I just don't see that happening.

For now, I'll just be content to see the world through eyes of Mika; clear and peaceful.

Ravioli with Luigi

Why is it that seeing someone else's baby with food all over their face is absolutely disgusting, but seeing your own is adorable?



















Luigi didn't like the spinach. Surprise surprise.

Nap Time

You know you're tired when you fall asleep in the middle of the living room floor, cuddling a block!

Grammar Lessons

I'm tired of all the "Got XX?" t-shirts, from "Got milk?" to "Got DNA?" to "Got beer?" I'd like to make a shirt that says "Have grammar?" (I do, however, like recent t-shirts I've seen, such as: "Boobies make me smile" and "I heart carbs." )

Also, I am really annoyed by the new cell phone ads with the catch phrase "Where you at?" Don't they know about dangling participles!!

runaway oranges

Oh no - it's already been a week and I feel like I'm behind schedule or something because I haven't written a thing. So, this will most likely become my occasional blog rather than a daily one.

Funny thing...Mika picked a mini orange off of our bonsai tree (which she knows is off-limits); when she saw me coming, she turned and started to book down the driveway. This, from a girl who's only been walking for a few weeks! The little stinker thought she could actually get away!



She's a little escape artist. She tries to get out of the security gate; I've seen her reach for a door handle; she can squeeze through the tiniest places! I also think that if she had a Viking name it would be Mika the Destroyer. She is a STRONG little girl. I've seen her push her stroller from the sidewalk up and over onto a grassy hill; she can lift a large cantaloupe; and she can hold an oatmeal-covered spoon with a death-grip!

e's blog

Welcome to e's blog.

I'm not quite sure what this blog will be used for, but likely it'll contain a lot of stories and info about my daughter, Mika. I couldn't be more proud to be her Mom. I've wanted to be a Mom since as long as I can remember. I am so glad it happened when it did in my life - AFTER having met and married (at age 30) my best friend, Shawn, and not when I was 25 and had the first real maternal urges. My mother stayed at home when we were growing up and she was a huge influence on my life. I'm proud to be her daughter, as she has taught me well.















There is much to do before Mika wakes from her nap, so I must sign off this first session. Here's to a future of who knows what.

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