This is my prayer – that more people will really hear what he had to say. Nelson Mandela was a true hero and inspiration; may he rest in peace. (Photo taken from Buzzfeed: 15 Of Nelson Mandela’s Most Inspiring Quotes.)
My 3yo has a habit of coming to my room in the middle of the night to sleep in my bed. Some nights she gets up, wanders into my room, climbs into bed and goes right to sleep, and that’s perfectly okay. Other nights she snuggles up so close she’s practically on top of me, and if I’m especially lucky, she’ll settle in with her bum ON MY FACE. Then she’ll spend the rest of the night wriggling, squirming and kicking me. In that order. Repeat.
One night, I’d had enough. “If you keep on kicking me, I’m going to leave you here and go sleep in your bed,” I threatened. She’s not the only one who can switch beds. I’ll simply get up and leave, and that will teach her to not kick me ever again. I thought it was a great idea… at the time… I was sleepy, okay? She did, so I did, and I took the lack of protest as a sign that she’d been stunned into silence and I was pleased.
In the morning, when she woke me to ask if it was time to get up (oh, the irony), I was sore, achy and annoyed because her mattress isn’t as firm as mine. That was when it hit me: Did I just spend the night on my 3yo’s single mattress while she had my queen bed all to herself? I LOVE MY BED! WHAT WAS I THINKING?
“From now on, you have to stay in your room until morning,” I told her somewhat resentfully. “Since clearly you’re capable of sleeping all by yourself.” Here’s the crazy bit: it worked. For the first time in months, she spent the entire night in her room. Also, I later realised I was sore not because of our unorthodox sleeping arrangement, but because I’d attempted to do some yoga the day before.
K: Why did you paint your toe nails orange?
Me: Because I wanted to.
K: But it’s so hard to choose orange. What about all the other colours?
Me: I KNOW, RIGHT?
The Ohio State band’s movie-themed performance is awesome on just about every level. Once upon a time, I played trombone when I was in high school, and even though I wasn’t very good at all, a little bit of that band geek remains to this day. (From Deadspin.)
It’s not always about the answer. More often than not, the question says just as much, if not more. From the ever eye-opening Upworthy.