Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Yuletide Mayhem

By Klaus Buck

            War toys are popular Christmas gifts. The irony is obvious. After all, the holiday is the celebration of the birth of the Prince of Peace. Nevertheless, tin soldiers and G. I. Joe action figures (with a kung fu grip) have both enjoyed places of honor under the Christmas tree.

            Always one to maintain a tradition, I’m giving my nieces and nephews catapults for Christmas this year. Not the full-sized variety, of course. I made miniature catapults out of craft (Popsicle) sticks, clothespins, rubber bands, masking tape, plastic spoons, and binder clips.

I found the instructions in the book Mini Weapons of Mass Destruction: Build Implements of Spitball Warfare by John Austin. It’s a commendable tome, particularly in era when the small adventures and innocent merriments have been stripped out of childhood.

I didn’t follow the instructions exactly, but they provided a useful starting point. I gave each catapult a custom paint job. For example, the one for my nephew who loves comic book superheroes is painted vivid blue and red (in honor of your friendly neighborhood Spiderman).

They’re powerful enough to fire one-inch diameter aluminum foil balls out to about six feet. While they are unlikely to cause injury, I bet they’ll start a few fights between siblings. It’s an uncle’s job to cause trouble…


The Arsenal
 
Ready to Fire

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Backyard Stage

My wild child is a bundle of energy. Keeping up with her these days can be a real challenge.  While discussing this with my husband he came up with the idea of a platform,  a play deck if you will. I call it a stage because when Carter gets up there she dances her little heart out.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

More than Turkey Day

(Guest Post by Klaus Buck)

When Thanksgiving Day comes around, the mind turns to the Pilgrims. They left England to escape religious persecution, landed at Plymouth Rock in 1620, met the helpful Squanto, learned to grow corn, temporarily made friends with the Indians, and had turkey and eel at the first Thanksgiving feast. Fast forward to 1776...

But there’s a lot more to know about the Pilgrims. First, they were Calvinists and they believed in predestination: God chose some people to go to heaven. Everyone else went to hell. End of discussion. You could lead an exemplary life and love Jesus, but you were destined for damnation unless God chose you before you were even born. Predestination is a hard doctrine. It teaches that some receive the gift of faith; some don’t. It’s not about desire or effort; predestination is the will of God. It’s not pretty. It’s not sweet. The only reason why anyone would embrace predestination is because he or she honestly believed it to be true. A good pilgrim followed the will of God. The will of God as it was, not as one wanted it to be.

One the bright side, the Pilgrims believed that legitimate earthly government required the consent of the governed. Before they landed to establish a permanent settlement, (almost) all of the adult male colonists signed a self-government agreement, the Mayflower Compact. It’s a short document and well worth a read.

In signing the Mayflower Compact, the Pilgrims were walking a politically thin line. They began by declaring that they were the “Loyal Subjects” of King James I. Then they agreed to govern themselves. The colonists combined into a “civil Body Politick” for their “better Ordering and Preservation” and agreed to make “equal Laws” and appoint their own officers. They created a commonwealth. While they weren’t rebelling, the Pilgrims were beyond the day-to-day reach of the king and his ministers. Circumstances required that they take the business of government upon themselves. The colonists were effectively independent, with a minimalist do-it-yourself constitution, but the declaration had to wait until 1776.

On Thanksgiving Day, I encourage everyone to read the Mayflower Compact. Share it with your family and friends. It was one of the first American expressions of government by the consent of the governed, something we can all be thankful for.


The Mayflower Compact

In the name God Amen. We, whose names are underwritten, the Loyal Subjects of our dread Sovereign Lord King James, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, King, Defender of the Faith, &c. Having undertaken for the Glory of God, and Advancement of the Christian Faith, and the Honour of our King and Country, a Voyage to plant the first Colony in the northern Parts of Virginia; Do by these Presents, solemnly and mutually, in the Presence of God and one another, covenant and combine ourselves together into a civil Body Politick, for our better Ordering and Preservation, and Furtherance of the Ends aforesaid: And by Virtue hereof do enact, constitute, and frame, such just and equal Laws, Ordinances, Acts, Constitutions, and Officers, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general Good of the Colony; unto which we promise all due Submission and Obedience. In witness whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names at Cape-Cod the eleventh of November, in the Reign of our Sovereign Lord King James, of England, France, and Ireland, the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth, Anno Domini; 1620.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Storage Unit

My husband and I with our daughter live in a small two bedroom one bathroom house which we love by the way.  There are only two real problems with it, low storage and only one bathroom. Right now the biggest problem with our small bungalow is the low storage especially with a growing toddler. This Saturday in order for us to have more liveable space in our house we opened up a storage unit. This is something we both hated with a passion. Klaus and I are pretty good at getting rid of clutter, but we don't want to necessarily get rid of Carter's stuff. So for $40.00 a month opened up a storage unit to store our little girl's items that she has outgrown.When we buy a new house we will definately buy one with plenty of storage.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Kinsey Farms


For a bit of fall fun, our family went to beautiful Kinsey Farms in Forsyth County to check out the gourds and pumpkins. This year for Halloween, Carter is going to be a pumpkin, so I naturally thought that she would go crazy over the big pumpkins. She loves seeing them at Publix, but that was not the case. When we got there she ran to the bumpy gourds and wanted nothing to do wth the traditional pumpkins. She was a gourd lover. Of course we had to take home a goblin gourd. I wonder if we have a future horror lover in our midst?
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creepy snake gourds
Carter checking out the gourds

Carter with her goblin gourd

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Opa!

Yesterday, my family and I went to the Greek Festival in Cumming, GA at Saints Raphael, Nicholas, and Irene Greek Orthodox Church. We all had a wonderful time and I am positive we will make this an annual trip. There was definitely something for everyone to enjoy. For children, there was face painting, a bounce house, and a little petting zoo. Foodys will of course enjoy the food, my personal favorie was the spanakopita, an appetizer baked with phyllo and layered with Greek cheese and spinach. My daughter who was a little too young for the bounce house really enjoyed the music and the traditional Greek dancing and tried to join them. Since this was held on the grounds of a church, there were church tours as well. Unfortuately, we were not able to do the tour, but we met a nice man in the northax who explained the icons in the church, how to cross yourself properly, and a little bit of the Greel Orthodox Church history. He was very informative and friendly. We were even invited to attend vespers. Last but not least there was shopping. I enjoyed looking at the clothes, jewelry, and icons for sale. I even indulged myself in a fun red coin skirt. If you have never been to Greek festival, I encourage you to come out next year and enjoy the wonderful food and culture.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Mini Playschool

This Thursday, I decided to sign up for a wonderful Bible study program called, Walking With Purpse. I took part in the study last year and really enjoyed it. This year I decided to do the morning session and take full advantage of the free daycare which is run by two sweet college girls. I have to say I was a bit nervous about it. I've never had any type of babysitter for Carter who is now 21 months old. WWP is a two hour study. Would Carter be okay without me? How would I do? When it was time to pick her up she was grinning from ear to ear and flirting with a little boy who looked like her cousin, Caz. The two girls said that she was a lot of fun and that she colored a little. I was also informed that she liked brown and yellow crayons. She didn't miss me at all. As it turned out, we both benefitted from this Thursday morning adventure. I needed the wisdom of the Bible in a small study group, and Carter liked playing and coloring with new friends. We had a truly blessed day.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Horses at the Library

Me, Carter and a white horse




Last Wednesday, before we left for Saint Simon's Island, we decided to go to the Cumming library to check out a few books and CDs for the trip. When we got out of the car we got a lovely surprise, five horses in a field by the library parking lot. I walked my daughter to the field to take a look at the horses. She wasn't frightened, but she didn't know what to think about these majestic creatures.

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Dead Phone

Yesterday while my Klaus took Carter to go shopping my phone died. Quel Domage! My phone, the device that we must have with us at all times, dead. I kept thinking what I am I going to do? All of my contacts and data are in this phone, not to mention over 200 photos of my sweet little Carter. Gone. Did I cry? Of course. Not because of the phone, but because of the pictures. This was quite a lesson to me. Make sure you back up all your photos from your phone in case it dies on you.

Monday, September 7, 2015

Little Miss

Little Miss trying to read Mama's book



My sweet little girl is only two days away from being 20 months old and already she is a lover of books. As a former librarian, I cannot tell you how much this pleases me. It seems since I brought her home I have been reading to her, and not just picture and board books. I have read a few classics to her as well, they include Alice in Wonderland, The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, and The Wizard of Oz. Each of these I have read over several months while she and I ate breakfast. It has worked well. At the end of each book, Carter claps as if she is anxious for another book. This is definately one of my favorite parts of being a mom.We are currently reading one of my personal favorites for fall, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. 

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Bottled Coke Revenge

Come check out my short story on Amazon entitled Bottled Coke Revenge. It will be released on 8/30/2015 for $0.99. It is a Southern noir tale that proves some of the most twisted moral compasses can point to true north.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Toddler Meltdowns

Before I had my daughter I was never really a little kid person. Toddlers to me were so annoying and the meltdowns were unbearable. I was that childless person that would look at a screaming toddler and then at the parents and mentally say, "can't you control that kid?" I gave this lookon a regular basis.

When I was pregnant and working at a library, I encountered many toddler meltdowns and I kept saying to myself, not my child, not my child. My daughter was born with the sweetest personality and indeed I patted myself on the back for making all the right descisions. At a year, she was walking, could drink from a regular straw cup, and had an amazing outgoing personality. Her meltdowns were few and far between, in fact she really only had them when she was tired. That changed when she turned 19 months old. Now she is highly independant, she knows exactly what she wants, and she screams at the drop of a hat. The best part is she seems to only do this when we are out in public. Lucky me. At times I find myself asking God, why? Then I realize that watching your child have a massive meltdown and then having to deal with it as best you can is a right of passage for any mom. Now when I see a toddler have a meltdown, instead of turning my nose up at the parents I smile and think at least I'm not alone.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

A Big Fish in a Little Pond


About two weeks ago, my wife and I watched The Judge, starring Robert Downey, Jr. and Robert Duvall. Downey’s character is a high-profile criminal defense lawyer. Duvall plays Downey’s father, a small-town judge. The two men are estranged. Duvall is a pillar of the community who dispenses rough justice from the bench. Downey is an almost amorally slick big-city attorney.

            A family tragedy brings Downey back home and forces him to ply his trade on behalf of an unexpected client.

            The Judge convincingly depicts the out-sized status of a leader of a close-knit community without resorting to stereotypes. While the film is set in rural Indiana, a few changes accent, scenery, and climate could place it in south Georgia.

            Duvall and Downey’s performances are delicious. Fans of Big Love will find Grace Zabriskie’s ornery performance a treat. The Judge is a solid film and well worth watching.

            The Judge is available on Blue-Ray and DVD.

- Klaus Buck

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Library Programs

I'd like to start off by saying that I am a former librarian who used to put on adult programs at the library, so I have a real gung-ho spirit when it comes to any library program. That being stated I was thrilled when I learned that Forsyth county libraries had programs starting at birth. I was hoping that my daughter would enjoy them and that I would find a few mommy friends in the process. Of course that did not happen. Carter seemed to be okay with it from the age of three months to eight months and then she was done. Why? Perhaps it is the timing. She takes long morning naps. Maybe it is because she has a mind of her own and has no desire to do what people ask of her during play time. A week ago I met a friend at a library program for little ones. It was a puppet show and since we play with puppets at home I thought she would love it. Well she did not pay attention at all to the puppets, in fact she ran out several times to the main library. When it was time to get up and start dancing, she sat down and laughed. I might want to add that she was the only child doing this. The puppet program was adorable, I just hope that Carter will get into them in the near future. As a mom I have to remind myself that she is only 18 months old and that these programs may just be too much for her to handle.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Fresh Corn

Last week,our family had dinner with my in-laws to celebrate my neice's 9th birthday. At dinner, my neice, Emily told everyone about her hatred of salad. I told her that I too did not understand the love that people gave salad. She asked me what vegetables I like when I was growing up. I gave her the usual Southern veggie list of green beans, lima beans, fried ochre, and collard greens. Emily asked what my favorite was, and I told her that without a doubt it was creamed corn. Growing up I spent a lot of time with my mother's family in south Georgia. I was fortunate that my grandaddy was an excellent cook, and everytime I came down there he always had a fresh batch of creamed corn ready for me. I have to say it was divinely good. Tuesday of this week Klaus came home and said that there was a woman down the street from us that was selling fresh corn. "Let's get some." Yesterday coming back from the library we stopped and got a bag of corn. I assumed that we would either have grilled corn for dinner that night, or for lunch. I was wrong. Klaus has decided to cook creamed corn. I hope it goes well. Good eating.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Church Cry Rooms

Every Sunday, our family is in church and lately we have been attending the 7:30am mass at Good Shepherd Catholic Church. This is a big change from our usually 11:00am or 12:00pm attendance. Why so early? We have an 18 month old who can halfway pay attention or rather not act up for roughly ten minutes. The 11:00am mass is over crowded, if you are not early you can forget about finding a seat. We are always late. So that means that we have to stand during the entire mass and chase after Carter. As you can imagine it is not that prayerful. My husband suggested we try the 7:30am mass and so far it is working for us.

The beauty of the 7:30am mass is the availability of the cry room. It is small, but at least it is present for families such as ours. This Sunday walking in late as usual we made a beeline to the cry room and took a seat. We were the only ones in there. Halleluia! After the homily we managed to get eight more people to fill the room. That would have been just fine, except Carter was the only little in the room that was designed for her. At one point she was too noisy in the CRY ROOM so my husband had to take her outside. I feel cry rooms should be reserved for families with children five and under. Cry rooms should not be used as overflow seating.

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Half Birthdays

It started last year when my daughter was 6 months old. We came home from a doctor's appointment to find a package at our front door from Oma. This was essentially a half birthday gift for Carter. Klaus and I liked the idea so much that we decided to keep up with the tradition. At 18 months we celebrated her second half birthday with a bucket of gifts from Mama and Daddy. I must admit I like this tradition, not because I want to spoil my child, but because I want to celebrate life with her. There are too few celebrations in the world, and I find that to be so sad. So raise your glasses to all those quirky celebrations that everyone you know ignores and go wild. Create one of your own, just enjoy and be merry.

Sunday, July 5, 2015

July 4th

Yesterday was July 4th. It seemed perfect that it fell on a Saturday, unfortunately it was a rainy Saturday. We planned on going to the Cumming, GA parade at 10:00am, but it was raining. We thought of going to see the fireworks at the lake, but again it was raining. It would appear that our July 4th was ruined, but it wasn't. Our neighbors brought over small hand held flags, we had an indoor barbecue at my brother's house, I held my brand new neice, and at night from our living room window we could see fireworks. We also read the Declaration of Independence as a family. With all the rain we had I would say we had an excelent July 4th.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

New Member of the Family

On June 16th, my new little neice Agnes was born. With busy schedules and a little one with a cold I was not able to see little Agnes until yesterday. My husband and I with Carter spent the evening at my parent's house with my brother's family. I have to admit that I was a little nervous about how my little one would react to seeing this new baby. At only 17 months her status has been moved down a notch. While in the car, I imagined my Carter having a few screaming fits especially when she sees her Gaga holding a baby. Carter surprised me. She showed no signs of jealousy and happily played with her cousin and role model, Joyce. She did; however, want to hold the baby thinking Ages was a doll. I wonder if she would be okay if I brought home another baby?

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Father's Day

First of all Happy Father's Day to all dads out there, especially the ones that take the job seriously. My daughter is blessed to have such a wonderful father. He is a dad that delights in making treats for his daughter, holding her in church, taking her to the library and watching the Disney fairy movies her. Happy Father's Day Klaus! We love you!


Sunday, June 14, 2015

Big D's BBQ

One of our favorite family restaurants in our area is Big D's BBQ in Dawsonville. There are two locations, but we always go to the one closest to Georgia 400, just north of the outlet mall. Every time we visit, my husband and I seem to always order the same delicious meals. I get the pulled pork sandwich and Klaus orders the brownie sandwich. The sandwiches are served with two hushpuppies on the side. Since my daughter's 1st birthday we order a side of fried ochre for her. She loves it. Klaus and I have been eating here for years and have never had a bad experience. The restaurant is easy to get to, the BBQ is tasty and the staff is great. I highly recommend this place to anyone who wants real food at a good price in Dawsonville. You can find them online at
mybigdsbbq.com.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Summer Reading

A week ago, at Forsyth County library, my daughter and I signed up for the summer reading program. The kid in me is so excited. I remember doing this. For the kids who finished their summer reading, we were invited to a private movie showing. Naturally, the movie was based on books. Both my brother and I finished our reading, so we got to see the movie which was Black Beauty. My wish is that I pass this simple summer excitement onto my daughter. Already we are one quarter of the way through. I'm sure my little one will love a new book, and I want a chance to win a Kindle Fire.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Picnic in the Park


Enjoying a perfect Memorial Day picnic at  Hancock Park in Dahlonega, GA.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Uncle Goose Wooden Blocks

Uncle Goose French blocks


One of my novels is Anna Karenina, and of course I love the 2012 movie version. My favorite scene is where Kitty and Levin are communicating by using only the first letter of the words with alphabet blocks. It is at once beautiful and sweet as well as nostalgic. With that I feel there is something wonderful and magical about alphabet blocks.

Monday of this week, Family Fun magazine came in and as always I flip through it mainly to see if there are any quick easy snacks I can feed my daughter. In this particular issue, Family Fun was showcasing their toy hall of fame list. Uncle Goose language blocks made the list. I, of course knew about Melissa and Doug blocks, but Uncle Goose, not so much. While my little one was taking her nap, I decided to google Uncle Goose and found that these were the blocks of my dreams. Russian, German, French, oh my blocks. Like a greedy child in a candy store I wanted them all. A few minutes later I went on Amazon and ordered the first set of language blocks I came across which were the French blocks. For two days I waited for the arrival of these blocks and when they came it was like a tiny Christmas. I tore open the box and dumped the blocks on the floor. First I wrote my daughter's name and then I built a tower. My little girl saw how fun I was having that she she too wanted in on the fun. Our strategy, I build, she destroys. As a treat for my daughter, before I go to bed I write a message with the blocks and with any leftovers I build a tower. I am happy to report that this is the first toy she goes to in the morning.

Mother's Day and Father's Day are coming up and my husband and I both want a block set. I am a Russophile, with a desire to learn Cyrillic, so I simply must have the Russian language block set. My husband loves patterns, so it's the Antic Ants for him. 

Friday, March 27, 2015

St. Patrick's Day at Avalon

my husband and our daughter at Avalon




In the past, my husband and I have always enjoyed St. Patrick's day celebrations in Virginia Highlands, but we thought we would do something different this year. October 2014, Avalon, an eat, live, play, shop community opened up providing a new type of shopping experience, and lucky me it is one mile from my parent's house. While picking up a few things at Pottery Barn Kids for my daughter, I read a sign promoting a family St Patrick's day celebration out on the lawn. I told my husband about it that night and we decided to check it out.
Celebrations began at 2pm, so naturally we got there at 2:20. The grassy field was packed with 
 little kids. The Avalon staff put out balls and hula hoops on the grass for the kids. The first thing we did when we got there was park our stroller and let our little girl run. And run she did. My husband chased from one end of the field to the other for almost two hours. Carter proved that she had a bit of fighting Irish in her as she went after every ball she saw. For Mom and Dad, there was Marlowe's Tavern offering to go cups of green beer and spirits to be taken out on the green field. My husband had a beer while I enjoyed a gimlet. At 4pm, a students from an Irish dancing school performed for everyone on the stage. We carried Carter to the stage so that she could see the little girls dance, she laughed and smiled. I wonder if I have a future Irish dancer in my midst.
This was a wonderful low key way to spend St Patrick's day especially if you have small children. Will we come here next year? Definitely.








Thursday, March 5, 2015

Chick Days

Right now in my neck of the woods it is chick season. Where is my neck of the woods? I live in beautiful northern Forsyth county, only a few miles south of  Dawsonville, GA. Starting in March,  local pet stores as well as farm equipment stores have baby chicks and baby ducks for sell. I love chick days, there is nothing cuter that a little fluffy chick, or better yet a fluffy yellow duck. This year was special because my daughter is 13 months old and loves animals.  Coming back from the library my husband saw a sign for baby chicks and of course we had to stop and show Carter these little darlings. She loved them. Personally, I would never consider taking one of these little cuties home with me, and I am very happy that my daughter is too young to beg for a pet chick. Baby chicks turn into chickens that smell really bad. Everyone hates the smell of a chicken coup. You are probably wondering if the chicks actually sell with the smell associated with them and my answer is yes. People have the fantasy of going out in their backyard and picking eggs that Sally the chick laid the other day. With all the concern over where our food is coming from, it is nice to know that the eggs for your omelet came right out of your backyard.
Carter with her daddy looking at baby chicks
baby chicks

baby ducks

Friday, January 30, 2015

Party Favors- Are they really necessary?

A couple of weeks ago, my daughter turned one, and to celebrate this event we had a big party. My husband and I invited friends anf family, both close and distant. I planned this party for two weeks with my mother. The party was held at my parent's neighborhood clubhouse- spacious room for the kids to run around. The cake was gorgeous and had boutique-not Publix written all over it. The food was delicious and healthy for the health conscience moms out there. There were age appropriate toys from babies to first graders. We had pink and white polk-a-dot balloons. It seemed I had thought of everything, until my friend mentioned party favors to me. Seriously? So what did after I got off the phone with her? I spent two hours on amazon searching for a party favor idea. At about midnight, I decided on honey bear bottles and neon straws. Simple and cheap. When I told my mother about it she put her two cents in and aggressively suggested that I put candy in the bottles for the older kids. Not just any candy mind you, but the expensive sorbet flavored Jelly Bellies. So on the day of the party, I went to Fresh Market and spent $20.00 on this candy. I filled the honey bears up for the big kids and for the little ones, I tied pink tulle ribbon around the bears' neck. I strategically placed honey bear jars in a basket and placed it by the door. No one will be able to miss these, right? I made twelve of these little suckers and only five made it home with someone. What a complete waste of time and money. Why are people still doing this ridiculous party ritual. News flash- nobody wants the party favors. As a kid I never did. Most of the time it's cheap and tacky trinkets one buys at the dollar store. Who is with me when I say just say no to party favors?