Thursday, September 18, 2014

 
Max at 19 weeks, full of exclamation marks.
 
My children, (Izzy, age 3 and Max, 15 months) have already taught me volumes about life. Always, always, always carry snacks. The solemn promise of a two year old is worthless. A little lipstick on the walls will brighten up the darkest of dens.

But recently my son reminded me of an incredibly important lesson and I thought I'd share. Here it is: make sure your life has enough exclamation points. For example, Max is 15 months old. Everything, and I mean everything is new and exciting to him. If he could talk in sentences, it would sound something like this. "Mom!! MOM! There's a doggie! oh my gosh, oh my gosh, OHMYGOSH, I want to pet him. I GOT TO PET HIM! He licked my hand! I LOVE HIM!"

Or...."Mom! MOM!! Look out the window! Last night it was all blue and sparkly and TODAY it's completely different! There's TREES! And grass! And houses! And OHMYGOSH there's a DOG! CanIpethimcanipethimcanipet him, PLEASE?"

Or "Mom! MOM!! I'm in the bath tub! I LOVE the bathtub!! Look! I'm peeing! I'm peeing in the bath tub! HAHA! Isn't life great??"

Everything he does excites him greatly. Well, of course it does, he's not even two yet. Wonder is a lot harder to come by the time you're an adult. But Max's sentences ALL have exclamation points at the end. No wonder he can't wait to get up in the morning. Mine sentences go something more like this.

"Ugh, the baby's awake. I am so tired."
"I smell cat pee. Where did the cat pee."
"I'm going to the grocery store. Again. I am so tired."

And herein lies the problem. There's a lot in adults' lives that HAS to be done. There's no getting around it. Fine. I accept that. There's shopping and cooking and diapers and feedings and bills and cleaning and yard work and dusting, there's deadlines and  meetings and projects and papers, and on and on and on. And it must be done. It all must be done. So here's what I propose for all of us. More exclamation points. More wonder. More joy.

Whatever your day holds, take a page from Max's book and be sure to add in some exclamation points. It can be anything that, in your mind, gets an exclamation point at the end of the sentence. Like this: "Oh BOY, I get to go to Knitting Club tonight! I can't wait!" Or "Oh BOY! I'm going to watch the new Ken Burn's documentary and drink cheap wine. I can't wait!"

You may have to look for these things. Once exclamation points leave your sentences it can be hard to get them back. But it's important to try. Life contains a depressing amount of hum drum periods, tiresome commas, and troubling question marks. Sprinkle in some exclamation points and watch your day come alive. I have to go now. My son is adding more exclamation points to his day.
"Mommy, look! I'm playing in the potty! WHEEEEEEE!" Have fun!

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Hello, friends!

It's been quite a while since my last post and I do apologize for that. I never meant to abandon you, but my goodness has life gotten busy! Since my last post in 2012 I've added vintage goods and crafts to my online Etsy store https://www.etsy.com/shop/fatjoeyknitwear?ref=pr_shop_more kept up my knitting, started teaching acting with Child Drama Workshops and added life and acting coaching to my resume as well. Oh, and then this happened

which turned into this.....


which turned into THIS.
 
 
And finally this.
 
 
 
So now I have these!
 
 
Max was born in May of 2013 and instantly captured my heart. Good natured, wide eyed and a passionate eater, Max has grown into a delicious, snuggly bundle of boy. At 3 weeks, he rolled over, at 9 months he walked and I've been chasing after him and his fireball big sis ever since. But now that Max is (Thank you God!) sleeping through the night and Izzy has preschool 3 days a week, I'm hoping to resurrect this blog. I can't always put two coherent thoughts together, but I'll try. And I've missed you all.