Thursday, December 12, 2013

Girly Gifts (Or Read Hint Hint)

Inspired by the lovely Hallie over at Moxie Wife I'm compiling a little montage of slightly different girly gifts borrowed from my Pin Board Interesting And Lovely Things .

My ideal present is something I'd really like to have but would probably not buy for myself. These things pretty much cover that. 

You will find the links to all these and lots of other sweet gifts over in my Pinterest page. 

Dear hubby, if you're looking for ideas I'd like ANY of these goodies. 

Birds & Bees Headband



Vintage Measuring Spoons



Retro Phone Stand


Pride & Prejudice Scarf


Body Massage Candle Pourer



La Mer Watches




Pride & Prejudice Wall Decal 


Russian Doll Measuring Cups


Marble Lamp


Mystical Fire Magic Dust 




Scarecrow Kit 




Mother And Daughter Necklaces




Loved One's Signature Necklace




Piano Doorbell




Kiehl's Cream





Temperature Controlled Butter Dish




Personalised Timeline Print





Bvlgari Perfume





Bobbi Brown Make-Up







And Her Book To Show You How To Wear It






Quality Make-Up Brushes







Monday, December 2, 2013

Books For Middle Childhood.

I promised this post a while ago and time is ticking rapidly toward Christmas so with no further delay here are my recommendations for books for middle childhood...you know...those lovely years during which you sleep and breathe like a real human.  Our children, mainly girls, are made up of a mix of personality types and levels of reading interest.  These books are all ones which I researched thoroughly before throwing them into Santa's sack.  I've left out the ones that were left unread or started and abandoned, regardless of the great content or upstanding role models featured.  This list is only comprised of what has actually worked in our family and most have been read by several of the children/teens.  I'm not guaranteeing that your child will love them...I'm just saying ours do.

In general, as a rough guide, I've loosely arranged them according to reading level but since I haven't read them all myself that's a rough guide.

Sorry about the quality of some of the pictures.

Here goes.

Firstly...some beautiful wordless novellas for the really reluctant or the really tired child.  These books by Andy Runton are filled with gentle kindness.  Santa is bringing some more this year.




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(by Lynne Jonell)



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I'm really delighted with the Alvin Ho series.  Our 8-9 year old son was a bit reluctant to tackle fiction and a lot of the age appropriate books in our house were a bit too girly.  The Magical Mix-Ups above were a good start but these stole the show.  He even asked me to order more from the series and we didn't see him for several days as he laughed his way through these books. Love them!




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This is a very special book that captured my son's heart, he couldn't put it down.





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He loved this too as did his next up few older siblings.
(by Ruth Styles Gannett)



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And this one too...


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(by Debi Gliori...more about her later.)
All our girls loved this series.


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This is an unusual book, the girls loved it...interestingly our eldest (17) tucked it under her arm one afternoon to kill a bit of time.  She has told me several times it's a great book.   Actually just because a book is geared toward a younger audience doesn't mean it won't be enjoyed by older children and even adults if it is well written and a good storyline.  Pie also features some lovely recipes...yum!


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Next up...have a look at this gentle looking lady- Maud Hart Lovelace.  Do you think she could grab and hold the attention, heart and mind of today's little ladies in opposition to all the electronic and hip (you know my so cool children told me that hip isn't really a hip word!! Seems I'm so with it I'm without it!!) entertainments available?  Well she CAN!! 


Check out the Betsy-Tacy series of books.  Written between 1940-1955 and now reprinted with the original illustrations.  My 11 year old has fallen in love with these books.  Thankfully it's a series so Santa will provide again.


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I'm willing to bet that these three books have probably been the favourite that have come in in quite a while.  Our girls simply love them.  I definitely recommend them.





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And I can say the same about this book by the same author.


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Some graphic novels for tweens  by Trina Robbins.  Our girls had great fun with these.  
They're a bit difficult to track down but inexpensive and a great light read.




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Trixie Belden is a series of girl detective books written between 1948 and 1986.  The first fifteen have been republished but some of them aren't too easy to find but you can get them second hand on EBay or Amazon outside sellers.  A really wholesome read.  


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This is a super book...so action packed and exciting.  I've read it myself and couldn't put it down.


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An oldie but a lovely read-aloud book.  I read The Family From One End Street series a few years ago for our middle ones, they really enjoyed it a lot.


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Now these books aren't in print just now but I've checked and you can get them second hand online. Highly recommend them.  A big hit in our house.


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All of our children who have read these two book have said they're excellent...


especially this one...



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Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster.  So gently romantic.  A timeless book.



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Now back to Debi Gliori.  This series is funny and slightly weird.  Our eldest read them after our very gentle middle child was a bit hesitant over whether to continue reading.  She loved them! Debi is a Mom of a large family and, knowing the mind of her audience, has inserted just the right amount of macabre to satisify middle-childhood blood-lust without being in any way inappropriate or scary.  Maybe not for the most tender-hearted though.  I used to take children for creative writing groups years ago.  It would raise the hairs on the back of your neck...no matter what guidelines we'd start them with their stories invariably descended into guts and gore much to their hilarity.  I'm not saying these books have those elements, that was just a side comment.


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Anything by Michael Morpurgo.  This is our older girls favourite book.


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We have a Jane Austen young lady in our house.  These are right up her alley.



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Now these books are the autobiographical story of the family supposedly featured in the movie of the same name.  To be perfectly honest, I do not know why the Galbraith family allowed their name to be caricaturised  into something which was the polar opposite of what they actually were.  Our girls are reading and loving these hilarious and uplifting books just now.



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I got this for our young teens a few years ago when they had just begun to experiment with make up.  It's a valuable guide with lots of very clear tips.  I see it on their dressing table very often.


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Finally, I decided to throw this one in at the end since I found it while I was rummaging for books this afternoon.  Our girls heard this guy give his testimony last year and got his signed book.  It blew them both away!! If you are worried that maybe your teens are straying a bit (or a lot) this amazing story reads like a gangster novel with the most unbelievable outcome.

John Pridmore.

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Well I hope that's some help. Which books have been a success in your family?  This list isn't much use to me as we already have them all.  Tips are always welcome.

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Friday, November 1, 2013

How The Whimper Of A Sick Child Is Like The Rosary

As you know I am Catholic.

Recently a friend of mine asked me why I, and Catholics in general, say the rosary. It seems like such a boring prayer. I gave her a simple answer, simple and inadequate.  And then I said to her I'd think more about it and answer her again in a better way. 

So I have been thinking about this and a day or so ago, suddenly, like a curtain opening, I knew exactly what I was going to say. An insight I had from an angle I'd never even thought of before.  As usual, I'm going to tell you a story but first a little background. 

If you are Catholic I hope this rings true and if you are not Catholic, or not Christian, I invite you to read on for the next few minutes and maybe glean some understanding into this Catholic custom. 

I can fully understand how people think the rosary is a boring repetitive prayer, more suitable as a cure for insomnia than anything else. Hail Mary...Holy Mary...Hail Mary...over and over again, the same thing every day...

 It has always been there in my life. As a child it was a cue for giggling misbehaviour...just make sure you knelt out of swiping distance of the long arm of the parental law. As a teenager something to be more or less abandoned until exam time when out of desperation it would be resorted to in the hopes that Mary would put a good word in for us in the ear of her son that he would overlook our laziness and procrastination and all those TV shows that filled our study hours...Hail Mary...Holy Mary...Pray for us...I promise I'll be good forever...now and at the hour...

As a young couple we prayed more fervently, every day together, again and again, praying for help to overcome all the seemingly huge obstacles which stood between us and our longed for wedding day. Mother of God...Pray for us...

And then children come along and it's an ideal we so often fell far short of. A hit or miss in the hustle and bustle of nappies and laundry and copy books.  We'd fit in shortened versions, look out helpful tools for the children and try our best to make this prayer a part of our family life and all too often long-fingering it till bedtime and closing eyelids...Mum and Dad, Husband and Wife, Me and John praying in half sleep and promising that tomorrow we'd do better.

However I cannot say I ever really understood this repetitive prayer. I knew it, I loved it and could see the palpable differences it made to my young family whenever it was part of our family life.  But understand it? Not really. 

Now you know the story of our little girl and her diagnosis and all that went with it.  I'm not planning to drag the rear end out of that tale but it is a story that has so many facets to it, many of which are only unfolding with the passing of time.  This story is one of those things which completely passed me by when it was actually happening. 

So back we go to a few years ago. A little girl, not quite three, is in distress...my own little girl, back on the ward after her very big operation. Her ragged little heart has just been stopped and restarted, patched, shunted, stitched and changed. Her bones have been wired back together, she has three painful drains coming out of her little body, machines and monitors are attached to her small limbs and her chest.  Every vein has been exhausted from blood being drawn.  

I have a little camp bed set up beside her with a sleeping bag which is calling me because I am exhausted.  But I'm not as exhausted and worn out and wretched as the little girl beside me. I am her mother and that gives me all the energy I need to stay awake.

I am longing to do something for this suffering child who cannot sleep though she needs to.  All night she reaches for me to hold her hot little hand in mine. All night she whimpers 

"Mommiee"
"What, Baby?"
"I want you"
"I'm here, Baby"

"Mommiee"
"What, Baby?"
"I want you"
"I'm here, Baby"

"Mommiee"
"What, Baby?"
"I want you"
"I'm here, Baby"

All night long, over and over and over again...I want you...Mommy...I want you..I'm here Baby"

A hundred times, a thousand times and then the sun starts to rise and she wakes up from her fifteen minute sleep...

"Mommiee"
"What, Baby?"
"I want you"
"I'm here, Baby"

All day and all the next night.  What could I do but hold that little hand and stroke it and assure her I'm here...I'm here. That's all she wanted. She could say nothing else, a little child who clung to her Mommy in her time of distress. 

Was I bored of this little conversation repeated incessantly? What do you think? No I wasn't bored. I wasn't bored because it wasn't boring. Every time she uttered those sorrowful words 'I want you' my heart filled to overflowing, it's capacity increasing with every little whimper. Of course I wasn't bored and it was an honour to be able to say 'I'm here, Baby' to be the one who was able to give that longed for comfort. The assurance that her mother who loved her was watching her and was never going to let go that feverish little hand. 

And THAT my dear is why I will never not say the rosary till the day I die. Mary is not bored of our repetitive plea Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners.  She's not bored, because it's not boring. She has no intention of letting go of our worn out and wretched hand. She is awake because she is the mother who loves her child and loves us all the more when we turn to her and say over and over and over again

"Mommy...I want you".