Free stuff

I know that this post will make Eva very proud.

On Saturday, our neighbors came over and invited us to their house. We ventured a few doors down to their home, where they had tons of toys sitting in their side yard. They told us that they were having a yard sale next weekend, but wanted to let us take any of their baby toys before the sale. The toys were in great condition, and most of them were appropriate for Porgie's age.

We ended up taking about half of the toys home with us. We tried to offer them money, but they refused to except it. Have I mentioned that we have the nicest neighbors in the world? ALL of our neighbors sent cards and presents when Porgie was born. A few sent Porgie presents for Christmas. And a few even sent presents on her birthday. I LOVE MY NEIGHBORS.

Here are a few pictures of Porgie's new toys...

Things I will talk about when I am old

When I was a kid, I loved listening to my grandmother tell stories from her childhood. I was completely fascinated by the fact that she lived on a farm, used an outhouse, and listened to the radio instead of watching TV.

Its strange, but I have already seen lots of technology come and go during my life time. When I am old, I will be telling my grandchildren about...

Rotary phones

Atari

Record players

Tape playersVCRsType Writer





But the thing my grandchildren (and probably my children too) will think is the most biazzare, is the fact that we did not own a computer when I was a kid. In fact, I didn't know anyone who owned a computer. Until high school, I never used a computer to complete school work, do research, or write to my friends.

Bullies

I took Porgie to the park the other day to play. Another mother was there with her little boy. He was slightly older than Porgie (about 5 months older), but similar in size. He was carrying around a stuffed Ernie doll, which Porgie LOVED.

As he walked past, she stared longingly at the doll and reached out to touch its hair. Being the sweetheart that she is, Porgie never grabbed the doll or cried to hold it. Instead, she just watched and waited.

Finally, the little boy dropped the doll and ran off the play. Instantly, Porgie raced over to the doll and picked it up. She smiled at me and touched Ernie's fuzzy black hair. Before either of us knew what happened, Porgie was laying on the ground crying and Ernie was gone.

It seems that this little boy did not want Porgie to touch his doll. So, he shoved her to the ground and forcefully grabbed his toy from her grasp. I am friends with his mother, so of course she apologized profusely. I told her that is was fine - both babies are too little to understand the concept of sharing.

This whole episode was repeated about 2 minutes later. I gave Porgie a hug and calmed her down again, and she seemed to be fine. But then the little boy came over and started pulling on Porgie's arms. Once again, Porgie started whimpering. I felt like my baby was being bullied. I made up some excuse about nap time, and we got the hell out of there

Although it is probably a typical stage in development, this little boy seemed so aggressive. I hope my baby girl is always sweet and gentle with other children.