Family

By Dave Griffith
-- Falsely circulating the Internet, without credit, as "Crabby Old Man"

 -- Author Unknown

By Robert Brault

The world’s a jigsaw, once I thought,
With each of us a piece to fit,
A predetermined Grand Design
And each of us a part of it.

I thought that God must surely have
A blueprint of His final goal,
And all who come into this life
Are meant to play some fated role.

But when my little Jessie died,
It seemed to me but sheer caprice.
Where fits a child in God’s design

This was submitted by a guy who purchased his lovely wife a small, pink "Pocket Taser" for their anniversary...

This is a powerful ad campaign to show adults that children will mimic what they see... especially from people who are supposed to be their role models.

Australia’s National Association for the Prevention of Child Abuse and Neglect, launched this thought-provoking television/cinema campaign in 2009. Watch this movie and, if it moves you, share it will others... especially with those who have children .

 By Akiane Kramarik, child-prodigy

The Child Writes of the Narrow Road.
Few are the ones finding it.

SOMEDAY, when the kids are grown, life will be different. The memo pad on my refrigerator door will read, "Afternoon at hairdresser," or, "browse through art gallery," or, "start golf lessons"... instead of, "pediatrician at 2:00," or, "Cub Pack Meeting.

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight.
If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive.
If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement, he learns to be confident.
If a child lives with praise, he learns to be appreciative.
If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love.
If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself.

-- Author Unknown

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby... that somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "normal" is history.

Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct... that somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.

Somebody said being a mother is boring... that somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.

-- Author Unknown

A little house with three bedrooms and one car on the street,
A mower that you had to push to make the grass look neat.

In the kitchen on the wall we only had one phone,
And no need for recording things, someone was always home.