Friday, December 19, 2008

Santa Claus Is Coming to Town - Oh No?

For Liam's 3rd birthday we met up with Santa Claus. It turns out that there are things he likes better. Brendan, to be fair, was just tired, but Liam genuinely did not want to sit on Santa's lap. It is actually an improvement over the Easter Bunny, however, because he wouldn't go anywhere near That Guy. Later he told me, "He was very...big." Liam is very conscious about peculiarities.


Well, I still haven't gotten my grade from class. It just ended like a week and a half ago, but I still want my grade. Patience, Danielson. Also I run out of money after my next class, and I'll still have 6 or 7 classes left, so I hope I will get some scholarships. It would help if I ever had time to apply to any. Maybe I already said this, but it's profound enough to say again. A woman I work with told me that once you have kids, the years go by so fast, but sometimes the days go by soooo slooowly. Also I notice that most days there is not enough time for everything you need to do. Hmm.

It's so incredibly amazing to me how much you love your children even though you know that of COURSE you will love them but then it's so much more than you could possibly have imagined, and then every day you love them so much more. It must be mathematically impossible to continue loving something more than before when before was infinite. You know?

I invented this new charity but I'm not sure how to create it, so Eric said I should blog about it. Maybe that's just cause he wanted me to stop talking about it. Anyway, my idea is that there's a service, like AmVets or Salvation Army, and it comes to people's houses to pick up big bagfulls of toys that their kids no longer play with. For most people I am sure that they have tons of toys that are practically brand new that their kids are done with. How do I know this? Because many of those people want to give those toys to me. Except, because we like so many Americans live in the midst of so much wealth and generosity, I already have a million toys which Liam and Brendan play with. And it's a lot easier for people in the U.S. to get even small cheap toys for their kids when money is tight. But in other countries where there is extreme poverty and where there are refugee camps and orphanages there are probably plenty of kids who have no toys of their own and who would love these toys. So, this truck picks them up, takes them to a facility where they are reviewed for safety and sorted and sanitized (maybe with one of those machines I just saw that sanitizes shopping carts at the grocery store) and then they are put on ships (Eric's idea over my idea of planes) and sent to a companion facility in country X where they are processed and taken to children in need. Can this work? Does this already exist? Because organizations like AmVets make it so easy to give gently used clothes, so why not gently used toys. I know it's very complicated but...

Ok, off to bed and Loving Frank.

1 comment:

3 carltons and 2 kellies said...

You are HILARIOUS!! I'm glad you're blogging again- I love reading it. That has got to be one of the funnist pictures, poor Liam-he looks petrified!! You'll have to let me know how the toy idea works out... you could probably donate some to the Village of MT. Prospect. They have a Christmas and Thanksgiving food basket program, and they might set some toys out on the tables along w/ baby clothes, diapers, etc... It is a great idea, though, and I agree about sitting amidst so much wealth here. So much for a "comment," I'll just send an ENTIRE email!!!