Luke, my 8-year-old, and I alternate nights with my 5-year-old for snuggles before falling asleep. On Luke's nights, he likes to stay awake as long as possible chatting about whatever he can come up with. Sometimes I am dead tired and there is my wide-eyed little Luke all excited for Mommy snuggles and as soon as I lay down he'll start in with, "so, what should we talk about?" I wonder whether I am going to have one of those closeted teenagers or whether he will always be this adorable eager beaver?
Several nights ago it was Luke's turn for Mommy snuggles. I lay down beside him and slid my arm around him.
"Mommy," he said, "did you know that the Stormtroopers in my Lego Star Wars game have guns that turn into carrots?! Isn't that crazy?!"
"Carrots?" I said, "That sure is crazy!"
"They can't hurt anyone Mommy! They're just -- carrots!" he said.
"Wow," I said, "What if that could really happen and we could replace all of the guns in the world with carrots?"
"Yeah!" he said excitedly.
"And bombs could be tomatoes," I said.
"Yeah, it's like salad!" he said even more excited.
"Yeah Luke! Make salad, not war!" I said
And with that the two of us fell into a fit of giggles. Luke decided that he was going to start a major campaign to replace weapons with vegetables and encourage world peace by making salad, not war. Politics with an 8-year-old is so much fun!
This blog began with my librarian journey in 2008.It’s named for my disheveled barnyard in Radnor, PA.Our fixer-upper is an old carriage house with barns that was converted into a home.My husband placed a blue tarp on the worst of the roofs and claims he is going to take time off to work on it.My neighbors often ask when rehab will begin.So far it's been 5 years...Only 10mi from Philly, I’m amazed at the wildlife our barn attracts—bats, owls, raccoons, skunks, foxes, deer, and insects galore.
"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."
Steven Jobs, Stanford commencement address, 2005.
About Me
- Melissa Singleton Josef, MLIS
- Melissa Singleton Josef is an MLIS K-12 certified teacher librarian and author of The Suburban Barnyard as well as an environmental education resource blog called The Green Room. She is passionate about education and information literacy in all of its evolving formats as well as good old traditional love of reading. She is eclectic in her interests from science to art and graduated from the University of Delaware in 1991 with an undergraduate BAAS degree majoring in English/Business and Technical Writing and minoring in Fine Arts. She has traveled throughout Asia and the Pacific Islands, the Caribbean, and Europe and speaks both French and Japanese. She is currently in search of a full-time teaching position and spends her time writing novels, children's books, blogging, job searching, and substitute teaching PT in all teaching positions K-12.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
The Semester is Over and I've Survived!
Little did I know a year ago that I'd be sitting at my computer having completed my first semester of graduate school on my way to a whole new career. It's amazing how life can change in a year. I'm so thankful for the amazing gifts that life has thrown my way in friendship and family. As much as I've seen around the globe, it's the amazing relationships I've found with people that have shown me that no matter how much craziness, darkness, and brutality we all may hear about there is far more light and love to be found.
My mother came to me last spring and offered to pay for my education at a time when I saw no opportunity. I have an incredible mother. I delight in every day that I've been able to raise my own children as I hold onto their giggles and snuggles and watch them sprout up before my very eyes. When I jokingly say, "My! You are almost ready for college!" My 5-year-old daughter wells up and says she will never want to leave me and my 8-year-old son proudly proclaims that he is taking "mommy, baby beluga, sleepy bear, and RS Media" (his robot) with him. I chuckle knowing the reality that they will be oh-so independent in a very short while, but know that I am truly blessed. I am thankful for the friends, both old and new. The friends I have known since I was 7, 17, 32, and just a year or two ago. Friends who have made life rich with laughter and compassion as we've shared our growing, our greatest joys, our greatest sorrows and sometimes just a good glass of merlot.
So as 2008 comes to an end, I hope that all are able to look for the light and love, the joy and laughter in your lives and welcome in a bright 2009. Peace.
My mother came to me last spring and offered to pay for my education at a time when I saw no opportunity. I have an incredible mother. I delight in every day that I've been able to raise my own children as I hold onto their giggles and snuggles and watch them sprout up before my very eyes. When I jokingly say, "My! You are almost ready for college!" My 5-year-old daughter wells up and says she will never want to leave me and my 8-year-old son proudly proclaims that he is taking "mommy, baby beluga, sleepy bear, and RS Media" (his robot) with him. I chuckle knowing the reality that they will be oh-so independent in a very short while, but know that I am truly blessed. I am thankful for the friends, both old and new. The friends I have known since I was 7, 17, 32, and just a year or two ago. Friends who have made life rich with laughter and compassion as we've shared our growing, our greatest joys, our greatest sorrows and sometimes just a good glass of merlot.
So as 2008 comes to an end, I hope that all are able to look for the light and love, the joy and laughter in your lives and welcome in a bright 2009. Peace.
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