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Paige: February 2007 ArchivesMeetings…Conference Calls…Strategic Plans… Bosses….Staff Reviews…Budgets…. All of us who are members of the working world recognize these stressful, yet mundane realities of business. It’s so easy to get bogged down with the details, gossip, and petty politics that we fail to realize that most of it’s stupid and insignificant. Shame on us who are parents and employees that spend too much time worrying about nonsense at the o... The morning came too soon. Mondays are always the worst. Struggling to maintain motivation and wishing to be back in bed with little faces to kiss and snuggle. A daily dose of snuggles with my boys is as important as morning caffeine. Without either, I’m pretty much deflated of energy and a little depressed. As I wallow in self-pity longing for more time with my children, I fail to remember that if I was home, the morning routine... In the darkest corner of my wallet, where old receipts and a stale piece of chewing gum lie, is a stash of fortunes that I have kept through the years. I love fortune cookies. Like most, I don’t care for the taste, however, I get a thrill every time I break one and unroll the fortune hidden inside. I began collecting them as I prepared my career change and contemplated pursuing my dream. Here are some of my favorites… “Depart not f... There are countless children in our area who have no positive adult role models. Boys are particularly vulnerable to drugs, gangs and criminal activities. By the time these boys enter middle school, many are already victims of their society and participating in destructive behavior. In the midst of what appears to be insurmountable challenges, I am here to say…there is hope. Gary Randle, former Fort Worth Police officer, is the foun... My son earned his Red Cap. He is a member of an after-school program called “Thursday Boys”. Thursday Boys began over a decade ago by Jim Redwine, a Fort Worth business owner that decided he wanted to spend more time with his kids. Thursdays seemed like the best day and he began a tradition of uninterrupted play with his kids in the park across from their elementary school. Other boys joined in and the group grew to an astounding 500 membe... Have you watched “Be Mine Valentine Charlie Brown” lately? If you don’t have big plans tonight, pick up copy, pop some popcorn, and insist that your kids join you (even if they would rather talk on the phone or play video games). Each of the main characters has hopes for a grand Valentine’s Day: Do you remember your first crush, or your first kiss? Do you remember the first time your heart was broken (I do Chris Clem in the 8th grade – not that I’m still bitter or anything). Although we call it puppy love, these feelings can be very intense for our kids. With Valentines Day around the corner, I interviewed child neurophychologist Dr. Pete Stavinoah. He offered some great insights into how parents can better manage our love-... Well it happened. For the first time, someone asked me if they saw me on T.V. I was ordering food and the man behind the counter knew who I was. The conversation went something like this… “Aren’t you on TV?” “Yes”, I replied grinning to myself and relishing in my fame. Other people started to look, eager to see a television personality. I have to admit, I was loving it! “Well since you’re on TV and all, I t... As I sit here drinking a Diet Coke after a quick drive through meal, I am embarrassed to admit that today’s segments was on Breaking the Habit of Fast Food. Although this afternoon’s weakness was a bit of a set back, I am committed to limiting the amount of fast food from my family’s diet. However, I know it won’t be easy. You see, trying to prepare healthy meals for my kids is a major issue. I have tried to fix tacos with turkey me... “Don’t let go, Daddy” my seven-year-old pleads with this father, “I don’t feel safe”. Although his balance had improved, he was still afraid to ride the bike without his father holding on. A flood of memories arrive. The fear of riding my bike and begging my father not to let go. He eventually did and I learned to ride and experience the freedoms and the bruises of growing up. Ironically, some 20 years later, my father gri... I'm wearing the crown today. My sister and I call each other periodically to confess our parenting blunders and then determine if our actions are worthy of the "Worst Mother in the World" crown. Today was my day and I am the reigning title holder. I took my children to the doctor. My oldest had to get a flu shot. My youngest had his three-year-old visit. As I led my oldest back to the exam room, he clinched my hand and started to ... |
