Today was Momma’s Special Day. I just feel overflowing with gladness and thanks about all of the good things mother’s everywhere do to positively affect children. I know that being a Mom is more than just keeping me warm and dry and fed. My mom supports my dreams and goals!

I know being a mother means that she thinks about me and Banjo when we are not in the house. It means she tucks my blankets in real tight after she reads my bedtime story because she remembers that I like it that way but that Banjo wants his blankets to be all loosey goosey so he can expose his feet in the middle of the night. Being a mother means at the market she picks out the cherry gummy bears instead of those yucky orange ones. It means she can predict ‘zactly when I need a big bowl of skapetti and butter.It means she lets me try on her lipstick even when she isn’t home. (OOPS! I don’t know if that one is true.)

Mom. I love her pretty blue eyes and pink lipstick. She’s the best! I love her for all the things she does for me and it felt good to make her feel special yesterday, too. I really hope kids everywhere took the time to make a list of all the good things their Mom does for them. I hope they told their Mothers that they love, love, love her. I ’specially hope they make their Mom’s a big bowl of skapetti and butter for a very special dinner.

Here’s hoping Mom’s everywhere have a little bit of dandelion fluff to make a wish upon. Happy Mother’s Day!

Pink lipstick kisses~

With Faith,

Molly Kite

Dear Diary~

Sometimes I feel very alone. But not today! My friend Em visited me. She made me feel special and smart and like I matter. I felt really happy that she noticed me and I was glad that she spent time with me. I hope I made her feel as special as she made me feel. I love her as much as I love skapetti spaketti spaghetti!! It makes me hope that every person has a friend like Em and that every person will tell their friend they are glad to know them.

Nana says that the world is my mirror. It means that what is inside of me is reflected outside of me. If the kind, gentle, fun person that Em is is also who I am then I am very happy about that. It makes me want to be the best me EVER!

Thank you, God, for the chance to spend time with Em. She is someone I am thankful to know, she is a gift! I wish this for everyone.

Blueberries & Cream Dreams~

Molly Kite & Faith

Today my heart felt sort of heavy in my chest. As Nana Whacky and I were walking down the street today I saw a lady who seemed really out of luck. She looked confused as she stood next to her two duffle bags. I think she hadn’t showered in a while and maybe she was hungry. I saw her put her hand out as some people walked passed her. One person passing her by said something not very nice to her. I saw the Lost Lady wince.

Nana saw the whole thing, too. She walked over to the woman, gave her a few dollars and pointed her in the direction of what Nana called a “shelter”. When Nana gave the Lost Lady a peace sign the Lost Lady smiled. When she smiled I think I saw sparks come from her eyes and it made me smile, too. I imagined winged angels guiding the smiling unlucky lady to “the shelter” and I felt better.

On the way home from town Nana and I talked about how some people’s luck runs out, but it doesn’t make them bad people. She said sometimes people make choices that aren’t so good, but still it doesn’t mean they aren’t loveable. “And Honey-Pot, doesn’t everyone deserve to be loved?!” she squealed at me as she pinched my cheek.

We spent the rest of the afternoon imagining the Lost Lady cleaned up and dressed in fine clothes working at the local grocery. We laughed as we thought about her having a lot of money and helping other people with it. I thought maybe she wasn’t unlucky after all, maybe she was just growing her love muscles.

*Sigh. I feel much better and Faith just whispered to me that the Lost Lady is going to be just fine.

Spaghetti kisses,
Molly Kite

Dear Diary, 

Today I saw Nana Whacky looking at this video of Jackie Evancho singing a pretty song. This little girl is amazing. I find her very inspiring. I hope other kids see her and believe that they can be special, too.

Snickerdoodle kisses,

MK (& Faith)

I don’t watch a lot of television. And now we watch even less of the world news. Mama and Papa sat down the whole family and we talked about this decision. Banjo started by saying the nightly news makes him angry. When he sees something going wrong he feels like fighting and slamming his fist. He says it’s hard to control his anger. Nana Whacky’s eyes got sort of wet and she said “I ain’t watching people take advantage of other people any more!” She even shook her fist at the TV Box. That made me giggle.

Mama and Papa talked about the fact that humans are influenced by what they see in front of them. They said that by us keeping the world news on during the evening we are focusing our attention bad things, things that make us unhappy. The more we watch and comment, the worse we feel. Papa said that rather than be angry as we watch the news we should turn our attention to better things. Better media makes us beautiful people is what he said. I think that was exactly the moment when Banjo whispered something about maybe Mama should watch more of the cooking channel. (I giggled again. I like it when Banjo teases Mama!)

I think we made a good choice that night. No more watching and hearing about everything that is going wrong with the world. From now on we are only going to pay attention to things that make us feel good.

Hugs, kisses & spaghetti,    Molly Kite (and Faith)

The holidays are here and it’s a special time at my house. Nana Whacky is baking her famous “Nut Puffs” which look like happy little snowballs, Banjo is learning to play the, uh, the banjo-he is practicing the jingle bells song, and Mama and Papa are off delivering meals to our neighbors. I feel very fortunate!

Many needy children do not have the same good luck as I do. Thankfully many children believe in the goodness and charity of the Christmas season that does not come in the form of gifts. Their “Dear Santa” letters arrive by the thousands in every Post Office in the United States.

Each year kind hearted people bring Operation Santa Claus to life by answering “Dear Santa” letters from needy children who would otherwise have no Christmas at all.

For more information about Operation Santa, please click here.