He’s out in the cold?

I was going to post about what the kids got for Christmas, but I honestly felt too guilty after last night. You see, yesterday while we were out we were stopped at a light, and off to the side was a man standing there with a sign. The sign read Hungry and Homeless Please Help. So of course, maybe a minute or two down the road, Chayse asked why he was standing there. We told him what the sign said and how he was homeless, etc. and naturally he was filled with so many questions. “So he hasn’t eaten?” “Why does he not have a house?” “So he just has to stay out in the cold and just freeze?” “He has no family or money?” “Can we take him to our house?” “Can he just move in and live with us?” “Can we go buy him food and help him?” “Let’s give him our money” “What if we become homeless, are we going to starve or just be cold?” “What if something happens and I don’t have you and it happens to me” It went on and on. He talked about it the whole car ride home. He was choked up and upset. It was hard to see him so worried and sad about this man, in a good way though if that makes sense. We didn’t think to try to stop, which happens a lot to people all over I feel. Where we were at when we saw him, there was nothing around on top of it. No fast food places or anything close by, we were low on gas as is, Liana was crying in the back seat, so we didn’t exactly stop. I know tons of people who don’t even give it a second thought and drive away or ignore others every time; and others who would probably stop every time they could. It made me feel worse along the way because I wanted to go back and do something since it was bothering Chayse so much, but we weren’t even in the same town at that point.

In general, people come up to us in parking lots all the time asking for money, they’ll have a whole family with them, or are fully clothed and had just got out the car asking for food. Most of those times, I don’t give to them because we’re barely scraping by. Honestly, I get it. Everyone’s situation is unique, and you don’t know what it is like at home, yes. But to me, those cases and in the moment don’t seem that bad off as say, the homeless guy we had seen with no winter style clothes on, no car around and so on. They probably do need the help I’m sure, and I know it’s hard, but still it’s a difference to me. Even then, in homeless cases, I know some people do use what they get on alcohol, cigarettes, drugs, just extra money because they’re asking like that, who knows. That is true too, but not everyone.

It is hard every time I see someone who seems to need it, though. This is the first time it bothered Chayse and where he felt so worried about it. I explained ways to help people, in donating and so on. I mean we do give to donation boxes, drop things off at Good Will and food drives. And while that’s great, I was trying to make him feel better about the homeless man he saw. So he asked, “How can he go and buy clothes at the place we donate with no money?” and “Well he must not know where the homeless shelter is if he’s out in the cold” and so on. I told him next time we could grab food and give something or maybe keep a bag of old clothes in the car for those times or something. I saw online a post about filling an old purse and leaving it in the car. One that has wipes, chapstick, gloves, tissues or floss and little things you would add, for when you see a homeless lady, which is cute too.

It was a good little reminder for him to see how much he does have and how lucky we are to have things like a house, different food, clothes, and a ton of toys. He even agreed to finally give up and sort through some of his old toys that he usually cries about us even touching, so hey, it’s a step. It’s also good to know that (especially lately) while I was starting to lose my mind thinking he was going to stay submerged in his mean sulky anti-love for his family and surroundings state of mind that he had been in; that he still feels for these people and has his sweet, helpful, innocent heart still in tact.

So you see like I had said, I felt silly wanting to post about all these great things we all got for Christmas when we just ran into someone who had nothing. Yes, we worked for them and saved and all that jazz but still. Maybe a different post it’ll intertwine.

Do you ever stop and help the people you see out? Does it depend on what they’re asking? Or do you let everything be, and keep it moving? Leave me a message below or on FB. 🙂


I bid you adieu, Bear

It’s been an… interesting week. For starters, our family dog Bear, passed away mid-week. Trying to explain to your 5-year-old that their pet got sick and died is never easy. Especially because we explained that we buried him and he could visit, which might of been a mistake because he keeps saying he is going to go dig him up. I didn’t even tell him that night, I couldn’t bring myself to. I thought he would guess because he caught me crying and then kept asking questions but it was bed time so he got over it I guess. It worked out since I wasn’t ready to say it to him right then, anyway.

Besides that bump, just trying to get things done for Christmas is a chore on it’s own when you have work and three kids (or even if you don’t, really.) Chayse has been acting out a lot this month and nothing I seem to say or try in my little bag of tricks getting through to him. I just want him to be grateful for what he does get and not have that spoiled mindset of “I’m getting this because I asked for it. Even if im bad it’s coming.”

This weekend at work, my coworker and I were ringing out a father and two of his kids after they had found a present for the mother. She asked them what they asked Santa for and the little one who had to be about 4, said “Star wars toys!” which was so cute. But then, the older girl who was I would say, around 7 replies “I didn’t ask for anything, I just told Santa I want him to help my family donate tons of toys and give to others. I want him to even give the stuff my family gets”. It was the cutest answer I had ever heard. Kids have such big innocent hearts from the start that they just learn and mold from what they know it can mess with that innocence. They can be so sweet that I wish more adults were that way. Heck, I wish I remembered to stop and think that way more. I know I have to try, and thats what I want my kids to feed off of.

I have a couple more thoughts that I can ramble about and intertwine with this post but I’m going to cut this short and just say if you’re reading this, I hope you have a good rest of the day, week, and so on during these crazy times.

Are you ready for this week? What’re your plans for the Holiday, if you celebrate?

Holiday Traditions

I am so glad the weekend is approaching. Normally weekends mean nothing to me because I work so they aren’t days off but, this time, I’m happy. This week at drop off for school in the mornings has been a sucky one. I have also really been slacking on my blog lately. I wanted to post every week or more, but with the holidays, I just can’t find a minute. I work in retail also, so the holiday craze and longer shifts haven’t been fun, but I should be used to it by now.

It’s pretty stinkin’ foggy today as you can see from the picture I attached at the top, which is my backyard.. and it soo matches my mood after the night I had with all three kids.

Anyway, my son asked me yesterday about what traditions we do at home for the holidays since they’re learning about them at school. I realized one of them had become going to see Christmas lights every year. This past weekend we went with some friends to that place around here that has a park all lit up with holiday lights. You can drive through it or park and walk, but not many do it since it gets so cold once it’s dark. We got out for a little, and the kids have a blast like always. My almost 3-year-old had a malfunction on a slippery leafy hill, but we rescued her. It’s just peaceful and pretty driving through lights. To me it’s a similar feeling of calm when you’re at the beach and just looking out into the water, (but I would still be far enough away to not have my little self float away 😉 ) worry free for a while. It’s nice to have something to do around this time of year once it gets colder and it becomes night.

I had also gone recently with my sister and grandmother to the hospital for a memorial tree lighting service they do every year for those who have passed away there that year. My grandfather who passed in March was a part of it. We went down and the kids met Santa and they sing and then they light up the hospital and the tree.

I usually love this time of year, and I still do, I just think while it’s happening you get lost in the chaos and you forget to enjoy it. I know I am guilty of doing it. Then once it passes, I think about how I want it to be Christmas time again.

So tell me, what Holiday traditions do you do every year; if any?