Weekly Smile 1/10/22

With the holidays behind us, there’s much still to be thankful for.
My daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughters got Covid-19 the day after Christmas.
They’re all back on their feet and armed with natural anti-bodies now. That gives this Mom ,and Grandma, much comfort!
There’s nothing better than natural immunity through our own immune response. I rest easier now about their futures.
It doesn’t get better than knowing your family is safer. ❤
BTW-My husband and I were with them on Christmas. We never got sick. That’s a smile for us too!

You CAN be TOO Careful

Safety first and “You can’t be too careful.” are two common phrases in our language, especially, pertaining to kids.

I believe keeping a keen eye on safety is very important but also know that parents can be careful to the point of causing more danger to their kids.

The first area where ultra-cautious parents endanger their kids is by being “chokeaphobics”.

Baby’s first solid foods can drive, some parents, crazy. There are lists of foods that I would never feed children under four.

  • whole hot dogs
  • whole grapes

    Young couple with baby.
    Young couple with baby. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
  • peanuts (most nuts) but walnut meats are softer than most.
  • sticky, chewy candy like gummy bears
  • hard candies
  • popcorn (sometimes okay)

You see, at about a year old, kids have their first exposure to chewing food for swallowing. Gagging can be an alarming sound but it is a noise from a reflex which alerts the child to chew. The sound also lets us know that his/her airway is not obstructed. Up to the time of the first solids, babies are gulpers. Parents who “cream” everything and avoid approved baby “munchies” just because gagging frightens them, are encouraging their baby to continue gulping. Chewing must be learned and the earlier, the better. An over-protected eater will have more gagging and choking episodes in later years when other kids are chewing things, like popcorn, without incident.

Then there are the “germaphobic” parents.

Germs are not all bad and even those which offer colds and stomach bugs, have value. Unless your child has a compromised immune system, let them mingle.

Babies are clean slates. Their immune systems are too. As much as we dislike a sick baby, the illness makes baby stronger. Children who rarely get to play and exchange germs with each other, will not only be in for a “plague” of illness when they go to school, they may really get sicker when they are older before they are exposed.

To me, the worst over protection is what I’ll call, the “bumpaphobic” parents.

You’ve seen them. The ones who interrupt “rough and tumble” play at every opportunity.

Kids are pretty sturdy creatures. Their bodies are developing many groups of muscles, and sadly, there is not manufactured child-safe equipment suitable for every need. Kids who aren’t challenged by uneven ground (they will fall)or jumping off of steps (they will fall) or climbing up things that cannot hold their weight (they will fall) are deprived of lessons in balance, depth perception and the physics of living with gravity. Too the extreme, “bumpaphobic” parents create clumsy, accident prone kids who won’t keep up with their peers.

These are my biggest over-protective peeves. I’ve witnessed every one in my day care experience of 38 years and thought I’d warn parents OR give a printable text to offer someone who is witnessing over-protection.


Ollie at camp.

There is a tick borne bacteria that is similar to Lyme disease. I know this because my poor dog Ollie has contracted it. He’ll be fine as soon as the antibiotics take hold. Actually, the vet put him on pain meds too and last night he was his usual playful self for a short time.The hard part about suspecting that he was sick was that he’s a Jack Russell and bound to his life’s love to play and greet friends even while in great pain.

A few weeks ago, I observed that he was stiff and had a limp. It was not constant and because he plays so very hard, while camping, I assumed he’d over done it a bit. He is 7 years old, so I figured he is middle-aged and some times he was going to slow down.

He had been laying around more often the last few weeks but his poor appetite and low energy could have been caused by a heat wave that we experienced. None of us felt like eating or playing.

This last week, he was still a bit picky about his food and ate lots of grass. He woke me up one night to go out to eat grass, I knew he had a belly ache but it seemed to go away. Then on Saturday, he became very stiff. He hardly wanted to mingle with people we had over for a picnic…I decided, that day, that he might have Lyme disease, as I had thought about the symptoms over time and they just fit.

Yesterday, I took Ollie to the vet and she took a blood test that confirmed Anaplasma. The doctor said Ollie was in a great deal of pain and gave me something to ease it, as well as, antibiotics. She told me that Ollie was not running a fever and was not having frequent bowel movements which would have been a further stage in the disease. This made me feel better about my own diagnosis of him, at least we caught it early.

All I have to say is, darn those sturdy little friends of ours! They suffer in silence and work so hard to please us that we have to be brain scientists to know they are ill!

The Beginning of My Memoir

Emotionally yours…

In order to feel great joy, you have to feel sorrow.

When I was a small child, my mother could not allow me to watch Lassie.

Even before I could describe feelings, I had deep ones. When Lassie would whine, I would cry. At least, that’s what I was told…

I do remember having blood drawn. I would break into tears so often that my mother took me to the doctor.

On the flip side, I felt excitement and joy over such simple things. I still do.

In artwork, one can not display light without darkness. Deep feelings have a wide spectrum.

Is it a curse? I would not trade that ability for anything.

Of course, when we are young, we believe everyone comes from the exact same place. It was not until recently that I discovered not everyone seems to have the same depth or ability to experience emotion.

This sounds hopelessly condescending…I do not mean to.

The creative spirit is based in emotion. The most creative of us have traditionally bordered on mental illness.(so we believe)

Who’s to say that the “mentally ill” are not the enlightened ones?

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