What Happy Looks Like

Sedona is always smiling....unless she is deep in thought while observing Elmo on a video (which is limited in the household). I cannot believe that Sedona is already 16 months old and walking and signing and understands things you say to her. She is such a happy baby and finds humor in everyday things. She makes me think about how I start my day. I am definitely in a different place since she was born. She has been an inspiration for me and I find myself asking more questions which has lead me inward. It's amazing to me how much Sedona has grown, not only physically, but mentally in such a short time. If she is growing, what have I been doing? I'm growing too and have learned to find balance and truths in the things around me that I am involved in everyday. Forgiveness, love and accepting of myself and others. Going with the flow, appreciating what I have and looking forward to where I am going. Thankful for people who have come and gone in my life and all the blessings I can truly see today. All of this because of a sweet baby girl who loves to laugh and always has a smile for Grammy.

Celebrating Halloween

Sedona's first Halloween. She ventured out to the shopping center where she quickly got into the mood and started looking for her treats. I couldn't resist posting her experience.

Happy Halloween

Sedona put on her fairy costume for day care on Friday. She wasn't going for the wings and kept pulling them off. Guess that means she was a "grounded" fairy. She enjoyed seeing her friends in their costumes. Tonight mommy and papi will see if she likes to pass out candy.

At the Pumpkin Patch

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

Life Before Death

"Live so that you are at ease, in harmony with the world, and full of joy.

Day and night, share the springtime with all things...."

Confucius

If you knew you were going to die in a year, how would you live differently these next twelve months?

If you knew you were going to die in a month, how would you live differently these next 30 days?

Celebrate your life and accept all the seasons it brings.

Cary Weigand, my favorite




How to hen peck

I visited a small farm yesterday. Actually, it was a riding stable, but there was a large chicken coop there and all kinds of chickens strutting around. I couldn't help but notice this large white hen run up to something tiny and carry it away in it's beak. This little critter was dangling from the chicken's beak, arms and legs limp. This caused quite a stir in the chicken yard. All the inmates had to run along behind this chicken, that had scored a prize, to see what it was. Instantly, their curiosity got the better of them and they took on CAT NATURE. The white chicken made a bee line out of the area, running into the brush, trying to get away from the onlookers. They remained hot on her tail. She went full circle and came back to the yard, the helpless little critter dangling and dancing to a beat it did not want to dance. Miss White finally dropped the critter, which I think was a baby mouse and proceeded to peck it. She pecked it over and over....gave it a piece of her pecking mind. I'm sure he gave up the ghost at that point. The big brown chicken made his move and picked up the dead critter and ran with it. This is what is called: sports in the barnyard. Whoever had this little critter was the champion and envy of all the rest. SCORE! The dead dangle got pecked some more. So, there you have it. Hen pecking at it's worst.