My great niece, Zoie, had a Tinker Bell Birthday Party over the weekend and if anyone looks like a beautiful little sprite it is this child. Sometimes she looks at me out of those beautiful sweet eyes and I see my mother. She is so girly and prissy, but oh so sweet. She was even excited about the hangers that her clothes presents came on. She makes me laugh and she makes me melt. Sweet, sweet child. Then there is her cousin, Connor, who is just as sweet and polite, but all little boy and I love him for it. His little smile makes my heart sing. Isn't it amazing how wonderful children can make you feel? Don't even get me started on Shawn, cause we all know how I can go on and on about that little booger.
I went looking for a present for Zoie (her mother had recommended Tinker Bell wall art as they are redecorating her room in "Tink"), I made a jaunt to Toys R Us because I had visited every other store in town and had just about given up when finally I found a poster which I easily framed. Viola! "Tinker Bell wall-art." See below!
I had to ask one of the clerks to help me find the posters and she said, Are you into "Tinkle Bell?" I said that my great niece was a fan of "Tinker Bell," and she answered back that her daughter loved "Tinkle Bell," too! I laughed all the way back to work.
So here are the latest photos of my sugar booger, you knew I was gonna post em!
Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service. There are many stories as to its actual beginnings, with over two dozen cities and towns laying claim to being the birthplace of Memorial Day. There is also evidence that organized women's groups in the South were decorating graves before the end of the Civil War. While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it's difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day. It is more likely that it had many separate beginnings; each of those towns and every planned or spontaneous gathering of people to honor the war dead in the 1860's tapped into the general human need to honor our dead, each contributed honorably to the growing movement that culminated in General Logan giving his official proclamation in 1868. It is not important who was the very first, what is important is that Memorial Day was established. Memorial Day is not about division. It is about reconciliation; it is about coming together to honor those who gave their all.
Memorial Day was officially proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, in his General Order No. 11, and was first observed on 30 May 1868, when flowers were placed on the graves of Union and Confederate soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery. The first state to officially recognize the holiday was New York in 1873. By 1890 it was recognized by all of the northern states. The South refused to acknowledge the day, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I (when the holiday changed from honoring just those who died fighting in the Civil War to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war). It is now celebrated in almost every State on the last Monday in May to ensure a three day weekend for Federal holidays), though several southern states have an additional separate day for honoring the Confederate war dead: January 19 in Texas, April 26 in Alabama, Florida, Georgia, and Mississippi; May 10 in South Carolina; and June 3 (Jefferson Davis' birthday) in Louisiana and Tennessee.
Traditional observance of Memorial day has diminished over the years. Many Americans nowadays have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day. At many cemeteries, the graves of the fallen are increasingly ignored, neglected. Most people no longer remember the proper flag etiquette for the day. While there are towns and cities that still hold Memorial Day parades, many have not held a parade in decades. Some people think the day is for honoring any and all dead, and not just those fallen in service to our country.
There are a few notable exceptions. Since the late 50's on the Thursday before Memorial Day, the 1,200 soldiers of the 3d U.S. Infantry place small American flags at each of the more than 260,000 gravestones at Arlington National Cemetery. They then patrol 24 hours a day during the weekend to ensure that each flag remains standing. In 1951, the Boy Scouts and Cub Scouts of St. Louis began placing flags on the 150,000 graves at Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery as an annual Good Turn, a practice that continues to this day. More recently, beginning in 1998, on the Saturday before the observed day for Memorial Day, the Boys Scouts and Girl Scouts place a candle at each of approximately 15,300 grave sites of soldiers buried at Fredericksburg and Spotsylvania National Military Park on Marye's Heights (the Luminaria Program). And in 2004, Washington D.C. held its first Memorial Day parade in over 60 years.
To help re-educate and remind Americans of the true meaning of Memorial Day, the "National Moment of Remembrance" resolution was passed on Dec 2000 which asks that at 3 p.m. local time, for all Americans "To voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of remembrance and respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence. The Moment of Remembrance is a step in the right direction to returning the meaning back to the day.
We go Monday for Eddie to have an echo test. He has been having some pitting edema in his legs and medications have not seemed to help. The doctor recommended the echo. I hope nothing is wrong with his heart. He is not experiencing shortness of breath and has never had any palpitations or chest pain, so I wonder if his other medications or even his back problems are causing the edema.
I had a wonderful time visiting with two of my most favorite people, both of which call me some version of Mother (one calls me Momma and the other will someday call me Grandy (short for grandmother). I caught a couple of glimpses of the other that lives with these two (Mo-Mo the monster), but only when he wasn't sleeping or working (certainly not enough time for me to capture a photo of him, especially with a baby in my arms at all times).
The bigger/older one of the super duo showered me with presents for Mother's Day (see the photos below) (That's scrapbooking stuff and sugar-free pecan delights, if you can't tell with the naked eye) and all I had to do was buy her lunch and supper, wash three loads of clothes, dry one and a-half loads, and fold a load, unload and load the dishwasher, straighten up the apartment, let her get an extra 2 and a-half hour nap and hold the baby the whole time I was there. Plus I gave her a sappy Happy 1st Mother's Day to my daughter card. Not a bad trade at all.
This will be my seventh Mother's day without my mother and I still miss her so. I would be with her this weekend if she was still here. I thought I would stay home this weekend and just rest, but Shannon has other plans. Shannon said this is her first Mother's Day and she wants to spend it with me and Shawn. So I guess I will take another trip this weekend too, to see her and my grandson. I guess I will take her out to eat for her Mother's day present. Probably that means going out and getting something and bringing it back to the apartment as it will be so crowded that day at all the restaurants in town. Needless to say I am not cooking, since I am a Momma too!