I know better…

 

 

We’ve talked about this before. Today is a day to spread awareness about the need to rid your vocabulary of the R-word. You can click on the picture above to sign a pledge to stop using that word.

Last year I wrote this:

“But sadly, in our world, in this day, those everyday situations (calling someone a ret@rd) can befall horrible outcomes. Not everyone respects people’s dignity of risk or frankly- human life. Some people spend their time making others who have worked so hard to be a part of the community, to be accepted, to at least be allowed to live in peace, live a nightmare- at best. As a mother I hear about these stories and I want to take both of my children in my arms and never let anyone talk to them without first going through a battery of testing of my own. The fear eats at me. The worry of what I can do to prevent any harm befalling anyone tugs at my soul. Why anyone would insist that their right to call someone a ret@rd is more of a priority than the person on the receiving end’s dignity is beyond me. Just because we have the right to say what we want doesn’t mean we have to. I will never understand people defending their right to be mean. It’s one thing for someone to make a mistake, realize it, apologize and learn from it. We’re all human. It’s a diagnosable personality disorder to defend the right to hurt others.

The critics and trolls insist that as parents and advocates asking you to please remove this slang from your vocabulary is petty, politically correct and  an overstatement of the issue at hand. I would say the extinction of Ernie Hernandez Jr’s life is a sad statement to the seriousness of the issue.

Our world is changing though. It’s this fact that restores my faith. The world understands now that people who clinically have the diagnosis of mental retardation can learn. They may learn differently, but they do learn. The term retardation when used appropriately isn’t the issue. The issue is that a wide sect of people use it to degrade others and then defend their right to be ignorant about it. The issue is so significant that even the medical community has decided to step in and revise their language. The correct term in the DSM-V will be Intellectual Disability.

We can all learn, if we are willing. As a friend, a community member, as a co-worker, as a family member, as a fellow human being I am telling you it gives me pause when you say ret@rd in reference to something you did that you think was stupid. I know you may not have thought about it before. I know you may not have had any reason to question it. Everyone says it right?

Well give me a few minutes of your time and open your hearts and mind and take the opportunity to learn about the history of people diagnosed with mental retardation. Read this. Know the struggles that have been faced and won, and those that still exist. If you still disagree about the significance of the R word, that’s fine. Just don’t use it around me or my family. That’s at least a start.”

This year, I still feel the same. I still champion the cause of equal rights and respect for all people. This year though…I know betterCourtney’s words, are often funny, silly, heart-wrenching and frankly one of the high-lights of my day. Her words last year on March 1, 2010, well somehow I missed them then. But I hear them now. I feel them in my heart. They empower me, to empower my little birds.

I’m not a confrontational person. I know I can’t change how someone else behaves. I can only choose how I respond and in doing so set an example for the two little sponges who watch me like a hawk to see how they should behave in this world of ours. It starts there. It starts in your heart. It starts at home. It starts in your community.

It’s awareness. Once you have it- you can’t go back. Once you know my child, she becomes the example you have for a particular image or term. She gives you a reason to want to change your mind and know more. She breaks your stereotype. She gives you pause. She causes you to think. Once you know her, truly know her, you won’t make a second mistake of underestimating her and writing her off. Because she’s watching. She’s listening. She’s learning. Just.Like.You.Do.

Respect her and she’ll respect you. Spread the word to end the word. Just don’t say it. It’s that simple.

I know better. And so does the Quail. And so does everyone who knows and loves her.

corner view: on your kitchen counter

Our kitchen, (who am I kidding- our whole house) is littered with little mementos of days gone by:

*the rockin bell from our rockstar days, 

*a bag of coffee from the best damn shop around, lovingly sent from our dear Kate,

*the wooden biscuit cutter, that while lovely to look at and  ever so smooth to the touch; never really did a bang-up job in the dough-shaping department,

*the bubbles that some of our besties left behind from a visit,

*a tin of espresso grounds from our trip to Florence,

*a jar of one of the french versions from my salt collection, yes you read that right- I collect salt- what do you collect?

*my favorite piece of pottery we own from a sweet little lunch place in Illinois that I used to visit with some of my most favorite peeps around back when we lived in St. Louis. And yes, since I’m so fond of it, it holds part of my salt collection as well! English this time though,

*a Fiestaware spoon-rest that was a wedding gift,

*a spoon-rest from a thrift store gathered on one of hundreds of trips Lovey and I spent happily thrifting in our pre-married, house full-of-kids-and-their-crap-er-I-mean-prized possessions days,

*an egg separator from the same store as the biscuit cutter, and yes, it’s equally aesthetically appealing and equalling unusable as a functional kitchen tool,

*a shell from our last trip to the beach

and last, but not least, the first in what I hope will blossom in to a collection of pie birds from one of my favorite potters.

And that my friends is what fills barely 2 square feet of our nest. Please don’t ask for a picture of the rest of the kitchen…I’ll use up my alloted Wordpress space!

*Corner view is a weekly Wednesday post hosted originally hosted by Jane, currently by  Francesca. A topic is given and you can see impressions; be it in photographic or poetic in form from around the world.  See what’s going on around the world:

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Mommaday: starfish

 Remember dear Olga? Well guess what? Her forever family has found her! Miss Olga is about to become one of the Abell’s!!! Patti truly paved the path for a miracle to happen. She and her family; through the caring hearts of her readers were able to raise over $12,000 towards Olga’s adoption grant! That was amazing to me, and in such a short amount of time. A true testament to the power of people who care. The Abell’s have committed to bringing Olga home, and this money most definatel helps- it is a good bit of the cost to bring a child home through an international adoption. That being said they need our help. Could you consider possibly donating or posting about Olga to help continue to raise funds and awareness? If you think you could- go to their adoption blog and donate via their Chip-in. Link them on your facebook page, tweet them, blog about them. Help them, help Olga. This little girl is counting on us all!

gratitude journal

1. ordinary people realizing ordinary things

2. an entourage of bobs

3. lookin at all the pretty houses

4. spring flowers in February!

5. a training well done

6. a house picked up

7. dinner plans

8. no barfing or fevers

9. first steps

10. too many thoughtful presents

11. no babies in the house anymore

12. a loan paid off

13. gratitude for the loan in the first place

14. presents that make me cry

15. giggling girls

16. Lovey’s kindness

17. an insightful Jodie

18. a Mattie that gets our bird

19. a cheering Monique

20. a new PT

21. a houseful of nappers

Quail Day: 1 step for mankind…

and 3 in a row for our dear Quail!!!! Today, the day after her second birthday we came home to an extremely energetic bird. Monique was over for speech therapy and we remembered that the Quail hadn’t shown off her new stand up and plop down trick. So after a few rounds Monique asked if we had tried holding out her favorite-do-anything-for-a-fruitloop treat to see if she would take a few steps over to us to get it…and sure enough! She crawled for icecream and walked for fruitloops- I see a huge ice cream sundae in that girls future! Way to go Abi-quail! We’re so proud! Watch it for yourself here. Technically that’s not the actual first step. She got a set of 3 in before we got the camera recording. All the better- she did it more than once! Did I say already how proud we are!?!?!?!?

corner view: blue

Corner view is a weekly Wednesday post hosted originally hosted by Jane, currently by Theresa. A topic is given and you can see impressions; be it in photographic or poetic form from around the world.  See what’s going on around the world:

jane ianbonniejoycekimkaytrinschritvafrancescastate of bliss cabrizetteisabellejaniskarijgylisecateotlidortebsophiemcgillicuttysunnymamadaanibbkelleynninjasammitheresacherry bjulietteshokoofehcolegrey lemonlucylainelynnskywritingannadoritconnyl´atelierkamanaanne marierosamaríavictoriatikjewitjuniperannabelandrea valeriemerel soissesmlle paradiscacahuetewander chowbarbaraemilytallynadinedon flowtopssusannataniadanaingridtzivia lollipopmarimezza

Happy Birthday dear Quail!

Our dear lil bird is TWO!!!! We celebrated over the weekend with a hoppin good time at a local bouncehouse place with a yummy sweet cake from a German bakery, pizza for all and a Dora backpack full of treatbags lovingly put together courtesy of Zuzu. Zuzu was instructed prior to the party to remember that we are the hosts and we need to make each and every child and their family feel welcome. She was a busy big sis taking her role seriously, from greeting kids as they came, to handing out the treatbags, lining up the party hats, leading the chorus of Happy Birthday and making sure there were juice boxes galore. She even managed to sneak in a good bit of bouncing and a round of air hockey with Momma. The Quail was in her prime, after she not so delicately informed us she had no intention of wearing her special Birthday Princess hat throughout the party, she settled on a brief showing post-cake. Stranger anxiety is high right now, and we were a little worried what a room full of 40 of her besties and their families might do to her little flight or fight system. But she LOVED it! She was able to hang with Lovey throughout the eating, singing and treatbagging and then moved on to the Toddler bouncecastle with ease. It was a testiment to everyone’s hard work over the last two years with her to watch her greet friends with a hug and pat, rip her chompers through cheese pizza like she’s been doing it all her life and holler when her cake wasn’t delivered to her place fast enough. She’s become a baby panda bear wrestling with her sister anytime Zuzu sits down long enough for her to scoot up on her. This being her fave of the gross motor activities has enabled her to crawl up, over and through a maze in the toddler bounce was a huge delight. There wasn’t time for presents at the party, but rest-assured party-goers- she loved each and every one of your thoughtful gifts. Her only complaint was as to why we weren’t taking 30 minute breaks between packages so that she could play with each one before her stister swiped and renamed each and everyone.

Thanks so much to everyone who helped us throughout the day- other mom’s and dad’s and their ability to sense when an extra hand or five is needed at any given moment is truly my saving grace. Happy Birthday Sweet Quail- we love you to itty-bitty bits!

gratitude journal: In honor of 2 years with the Quail..

1.being such a little concerned sweetheart about everyone in your world- if someone is sad or upset you are the first to scootch over and offer up a bear hug and plenty of sympathetic oooohhhhhs…

2. Being the feistiest lil sprite around town- no doubt you will not be bullied- you’ll swat back

3. teaching so many people about loving people as who they are

4. helping me see what others, and myself in the past see as obligation as a sweet gift- I used to think of your breathing treatments as one more thing to check off each day- now I can’t wait to snuggle you and your sis while you both cuddle up each night

5. learning to trust you and what you are telling us- you are the antonym for passive

6. your trust in us- as you seek us out when you are upset

7. you are such a smartie-smart girl- you continually amaze me as you progress from itty-bitty sweetheart baby to full-on, take the world no holds barred toddler

8. the pride I feel in the tiniest things you do

9. your ability to be soooooooo naughty- you repeatedly swipe your therapists things and hide them and then proceed to empty our cabinets into the tub and potty

10. the way you LOVE to dance with me & Daddy- you snuggle in for a slow song, bounce along to a peppy one and reach up to the sky when a song you know comes on or we suggest dancing

11. the way you holler to let us know you are up in the morning and keep at it until we are too

12. the way you race to the door at school when you hear your peeps approaching

13. the way your whole face lights up when we make you laugh- via tickles, silly games, or your jokes and teasing of us

14. your ability to communicate with your whole body- you launch on to your sister and dad as Captain Pounceypants, swipe a poor food offering off of your plate with more gusto than Marlon Brando

15. the people you have married to our lives

16. your insistence on doing things your way (which is so similar to your sisters)

17. your similarities to Zuzu- its uncanny how alike in basic make-up you are

18. how incredibly rascally you are in ways that never crossed your sisters mind

19. your determination to do everything you see everyone else doing- you’ve now jumped into the wrastlin piles at school

20. you love to be sung to- it calms you, centers you and cheers you

21. your unicorn status in a sea of horses

22. your kittenin into us

23. that you are mine- thank you dear baby