If You Give a Mom a Moment: Mailbox Moments

Monday, August 29

Mailbox Moments

There is a cute new blog that a mother and daughter started because Kendra (the daughter) moved with her husband and child to Hawaii, while Lesa (the mother) remains in Utah. They always have fun ideas and thoughts that they blog about, plus the pictures Kendra takes in Hawaii make me completely and utterly jealous. Today (well, all month actually, but I'm late to the party as usual) they are hosting a Mailbox Moment Monday, and the prompt is about staying in touch with your family. I thought, I can write about that! Especially since my mom's birthday was on Saturday, and my kids made cards for her!

Now, the only problem is that my mom hasn't received her birthday cards yet. Again, because I'm late to the party. (Or a procrastinator, or a mom of young children. You choose.) So Mom, if you don't want to see the cards until you receive them in person, click away now. (But also know, Mom, that there is a special present from the boys inside the card that you can't see in this picture.)

Since my parents live five hours away, we don't see them as often as we would like. But the boys are good about sending cards to wish Nana a happy birthday. Ethan has been working really hard on his penmanship (especially when earning Pokemon cards as a reward). And I love Aidan's blue horizontal scribble sky and green vertical scribble grass.

My kids are so cute. But I'm not biased or anything.

2 people wanted to leave a comment:

Kristina P. said...: They are clearly geniuses.; August 29, 2011 at 10:55 AM
lesa said...: Thanks for joining us today Erin!

One lucky grandma is going to be happy when she gets the mail soon!; August 29, 2011 at 11:02 AM

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It is a waste of time and energy to worry about what others are thinking about you. because... You can never know exactly what another person is thinking...AND, the wost part is...they are usually not thinking about you at all. They are too busy worrying about what others are thinking about them. So, the truth is, all those terrible thoughts you thought they might be thinking about you, are your own thoughts about yourself. Better spend your energy worrying about that...or, you just might convince somebody to think what you were afraid they might be thinking after all. ~Portia Nelson

"When we honestly ask which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not-knowing, not-curing, not-healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness ... makes it clear that whatever happens in the external world, being present to each other is what really matters." ~Henri Nouwen

"...People need to talk, and often a willingness to sit and listen is the greatest kindness one person can offer to another. One of the first lessons of childhood is to be wary of strangers, and while this is good counsel to guard against the world's very small nefarious element, it also teaches us to block out the large majority of those who just have something on their mind they'd like to say. We are taught to be suspicious, especially of anyone who might not look like us or share our beliefs. By the time we reach adulthood, many have perfected the art of isolation, of being careful, of not listening in the name of safety. But the truth is that we need to hear other people, all people, especially in those moments when we don't know exactly where we're going ourselves." ~Ann Patchett

"Sometimes, I imagine my own life as a series of snapshots taken by some omniscient artist who is just keeping track - not interfering or saying anything, just capturing the moment for me to look back at it again later....This is the way it is, the photograph says, and I nod my head in appreciation. The power of art is in that nod of appreciation, though sometimes I puzzle nothing out, and the nod is more a shrug. No, I do not understand this one, but I see it. I take it in. I will think about it. If I sit with this image long enough, this story, I have the hope of understanding something I did not understand before. And that, too, is art, the best art." ~Dorothy Allison