Wow! Is it really summer? Did we already celebrate the 4th of July? As the summer days are longer I swear time is getting shorter in the sense that everything is happening in the blink of an eye.
Hi there! My apologies for the long delay since my last post. I can't believe that the last time I wrote something was way before the holiday season even began.
Since it’s breast cancer awareness month, I thought I would share a personal story. But, before I do, let me tell you another story about the most awesome, coolest, smartest, and amazing woman I have ever met. This woman, who happens to be my paternal grandmother, deserves to have an epic book written about her.
One important lesson I know I instill in the children I work with - and one all parents want to teach their kids - is to understand, tolerate, and respect their fellow human beings. The opposite of this state is bigotry. What is the definition of a bigot?
An episode of Primetime Nightline called “Mommywood” recently aired. It was an interesting and informative piece that made me think about what it really meant to have kids in the Hollywood spotlight. The show interviewed a variety of mothers on what it means to be a mother in Hollywood, born into it
Summer is going by way too fast, it’s hard to believe we already celebrated the 4th of July and are in mid summer already. I love the 4th of July holiday and recently recreated my childhood memory of it. I have been dreaming about it a lot lately, so I made it happen again this year. Instead of going to a packed party at a random persons house I choose to spend it quietly with a couple close friends.
Welcome to summer everyone! It is the official beginning of bikinis, beach blanket, BBQ’s, and blogs for me. What does this summer hold for you? After celebrating Memorial Day with close friends and reflecting on the everyday freedoms we are so blessed to have, it made me think of the simple things that make life great, especially those special summer time treats. Sunshine and a good book. Backyard BBQ’s with the gang. A Corona... 2 limes, please! These are some of the simple summer pleasures that make me happy.
Growing up I probably had the messiest room known to man. I had my Legos and Micro Machines covering every square inch of my bedroom floor, thanks to the Texas tornado that always seems to be passing through my bedroom and all of my friends bedrooms. When told to clean up I would shove as many toys under my bed and in the closet as humanly possible. Worst part was getting ready for school the next day when I was forced to open the closet and find myself in the middle of toy tsunami.
One of my earliest memories was when I was around 4 years old. I remember playing on the floor in the living room with my mechanical toy dog that could jump and do backflips over and over again. I was mesmerized. Suddenly my mom comes over and asks me to try a bite of an apple. No big deal, right? Well apparently I just did not want any part of it. I did not want to try this “big boy” food and the thought of the smooth skin on the apple grossed me out. The 4 year old boy that I was told her if she made me eat it, I would throw it up on purpose!
