So in the interest of time and clarity I am going to try and start my entries out small. I could possibly use a writing class at some point in the future (and by future I mean when my kids are no longer kids) - come to think of it the cooking class will probably have to come first. I mean it's more practical at this point and the whole family would really benefit. And I have really always wanted to learn to play piano too... Oh jeez, did I just go on a tangent?!
But those monkeys in my head won't be quiet! Some possibly entries include, "Maybe Dads have the right idea", "Don't be the Bad Guy", "Do you like being told NO?", - but really those are all permutations of the same idea. So is that one entry or multiple entries? And along with those how about, "Lessons I *thought* I learned when I was a Teacher". On a lighter note, "The secret... keep the toys around".
And when I think of all these little monkeys swinging around in my mind, from tree to tree (dendrite to dendrite? - sorry the Brain and Cognitive Science major has to come in handy somehow!), carrying each other, I am reminded that this is how we learn and change and grow. It is all connected. It can be confusing and messy. But it is a lot of fun too! So hopefully with practice I will be able to present one cute, clean, little monkey at a time. Or maybe a couple grooming each other.
But the true skill that I've been working on lately is being present. Being. Which means soaking up the moment and putting those monkeys to sleep. Which is what *I* should be doing right now. It was a fun, full, sun-soaked autumn day at the playground then a reunion with our dear friends - pizza and popsicles. And now some X-factor for me. These singers are amazing. Inspiration is everywhere, even in our dreams. Good night for now, perhaps tomorrow I will try and tackle a monkey and hold her in one place long enough to decipher some of her chattering.