02.23.07
Posted in General, Owen at 1:13 pm by Debra
May my divergent thinker never change! Granted, it would probably drive some parents nuts that Owen cannot ever play with any toy as it is intended, but it thrills me to no end. I love his clever imagination and the inventive ways he comes up with to use his toys.
Today he took the polar bear from the Little People Zoo and decided that he should ride a school bus. Well, since we don’t have a school bus, I was wondering where he was going to go with this one. He retrieved his giant shape puzzle, removed the yellow rectangle and informed me that he does have a school bus. So, not only did the polar ride the puzzle school bus, he also flew the kite, played football, wrapped a present and ate pizza! Oh, then that playful polar bear frolicked with the kitty from another puzzle. Those polar bears sure get around . . .
And someday, Owen may just care about learning his letters and numbers. Until then, I am content and quite honestly, awe-stricken, to let his amazing mind expand and develop through his self-directed play.
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02.22.07
Posted in General, Owen at 9:50 am by Debra
Owen was counting money as he put it into his fishy bank today. “One, two, three . . . ” I asked him what came after three, and he replied, “A lot!”
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02.21.07
Posted in General, Musings, Owen at 2:21 pm by Debra
OK, if I knew the answer to this one, I’d be a much more effective business owner! But sometimes, that is what I feel like I am doing. Between a snotty-nosed toddler (and I mean literal boogers, not a bad attitude), keeping up the house, meals, errands, etc. and just trying to get some sleep, you’d think I was crazy to try to keep Debra’s Rhapsody up and running.
I suppose it is the passion for the scents that keeps me going, and knowing I have loyal customers waiting for the next batch of soap, wondering what I will dream up next and when their favorite soap will be reappearing once again.
Or maybe it is having the escape from all of the other stuff that motivates me to keep plodding on with DR . . . I mean, it is a delightful escape, to be elbow-deep in fair trade, unrefined shea butter, nostril deep in Rose Otto, French high-altitude lavender or divinely deep vetiver on any given day. Sure beats a day at the office . . .
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