America- This is your president

Its been a long time since my last blog. Life happens and I can't make any apologies. And since life keeps happening, I cant say when my next post will be-so keep checking back.

Updates:
Rocco started basketball and each time I look at his face, he makes me smile. Most of my joy nowadays comes from my kids. Recently at bedtime, Noahkeem and I was sitting on his bed and he was telling me how proud he was of me. He looked at me and said "Mommy, You're a good boy!" That meant the world to me.

Speaking of the World, we now have a new president. I am proud to say that I was part of this historical day! I never thought it would come but yet am amazed it is here- An African American in the White House. Of course I had the television on allllllll day yesterday until it was time to leave for basketball and dance. Since this is my blog, I'll take the liberty of saying that I really don't care what so many naysayers have to spew about Barack Obama and what a poor president he will be. Usually these people do nothing in the political arena except for gab and if they hold a political office , they never ventured to run for the office of President. So I say, Who do you think you are? What makes you so great? What gives you the authority to spend more time in criticism of your President than energy in creating the change you want to see? President Bush was not God! Neither is President Obama. With all the negativity in our country one less voice condemning the country and its new commander and chief would be a breath of fresh air for some of us. Unfortunately most people think freedom of speech means "I'm free to say what I want".... I'm not even gonna comment on that, that's a whole other blog in itself.

I have not known one perfect president in history and if America was so set on having another Republican in office, then they should have supported John McCain like crazy and busted their butts and gave money to the Republican campaign. They should have been campaigning like the country depended on it. But did they? Or did they just talk about how great he will be as President?

And by the way.... If you haven't notice from my profile pic, I am a woman of color and I am ecstatic, that a man of color is in the White House! I am absolutely overwhelmed with joy and pride! I thought Beyonce's performance at the Neighborhood ball was absolutely tremendous! So please don't spew your hate message to me. Check the Word of God and see for yourself what it says about praying for the leaders of your country. Don't make yourself an authority on who God can and can't use! All throughout the Bible God used the most unlikely of people. Furthermore, lest you lead your children down a path of prejudice or racism, curb your tongue when your talking about your new President, Barack Obama. Because you are so passionate, they may begin to think that its not just his politics you hate but the color of his skin. You may inadvertently deliver the message that you don't care for a Black in the White House. Needless to say, I am fed up. Especially with "Christians" who supposedly love everyone who make it clear that President Obama is the Anti Christ. If you think you can do a better job, then by all means you have 4 years to build your campaign and I will see you at the poles.

Santa is real-only because a 3 year old convinced me he was.

We have always made it a point to let our kids know of Saint Nick and his good deeds. And how he was a real person and then how many followed in his footsteps giving gifts to children. Noahkeem on the other hand is all for Santa Claus and the reality of his existence. He requested that we see Santa at the mall this year. So we did- although we didn't get pictures taken. He is utterly convinced that Santa will deliver presents for him while he is sleeping on December 24. Sitting on his bed last week he was asking about Santa and I was answering his questions. His blind belief was beginning to change my mind about this once real yet now fictional guy who is clearly too big to fit down a chimney but manages to do so, without getting burned, and deliver presents, eat some cookies and go on to the next house. I was beginning to believe in this person in my 3 year olds mind. Sitting across the room on his bed was Rocco looking at us and listening intensely. Rocco then asked in a surprised voice, "Is Santa real ?", I then looked at him with a puzzled look on my face as though shocked he would even ask the question in the first place. I then replied with certainty in my voice, "Of course he's real!"

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I'm not an expert in temper tantrums. We haven't had many around here- Thank God. However, Little Miss Dolly who decided that she will potty train herself was cutting up the other day after changing her diaper in which she had an "accident" in. Yelling & rolling around in full fledged protest! She began to yell, "Baaa Bup, Baaaa Bup!!!!!!!" So I am looking at her with the "What, are you kidding me" look on my face and I asked her, "A pull up?" and she then calmly replied "Uh huh" and the world was at peace again. Never in my life have I ever had the experience where a child was begging for a pull up because the alternative was all too degrading. In other words, "I don't want to wear diapers anymore, I want a pull up-now!"