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Call Me Soft- My Pick For This Month In Music- But Before You Mock Me- Watch It..

Blake & Christina Bring It With I’m Just A Fool-

 

Usually it’s Tom Petty or Switchfoot I put up as a recent song that was powerful to me. This month its an unlikely pair when it comes to music styles. Blake Shelton who is 100% country and self proclaimed redneck paired with glitz and glam New York style’s Christina Aguilera. I have no idea how I stumbled across it but when I saw those two holding microphones next to each other I knew Christina was not about to jump into a chew tobacco tune with Blake. I have to  admit the first time I watched them sing it, the word powerful came to mind. It could be just me, but I doubt it. Check it out by clicking on the link above!

TJ

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Pull Them Up Or Go Home? The Saggy Pants Syndrome..

How would you all feel if it was your son in the picture with ” pants on the ground”? 

In all seriousness should kids be allowed in school or in any public place to wear pants below their bum? One problem with sending them home is we would have to have the same treatment for all plumbers..lol

Hurt Much? Love Much? The Two Are Related…

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The Cycle Needs To Be Broken By Someone….How about you? Whether You are the ” Hurter ” or the ” Hurtee ” It Is Time To Quit.

Loved People Love People- Hurt People Hurt People.

My Selfies Of Thanksgiving..Note My Sisters Parenting Techniques…Taught To Her By Guess Who? Not To Brag..

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Foster Care Normalization. Is This An Oxymoron? Its Your Call . . . (Parenting 2017)

Normalization is a term that can be tossed around in certain circles when foster parenting is the topic. Some define it as the right of foster kids to have very similar opportunities as kids in traditional family homes. Not just material things, which most 14 year olds think they should have, such an X-Box and 2  hoodies. It means being able to attend groups, activities or school functions. just as their peers can and do. It means not lagging behind in anything in which they want to participate, due to their being in Foster Care.

The idea itself is wonderful, but how realistic is it to accomplish using State and Federal guidelines? We live in an ever-changing world with cultures that are very different from each other.  It is more important that a solid foundation is laid so the child has an adequate confidence level before worrying about whether they are getting into the same activities as everyone else. If I had to pick only one phrase in this whole entire post that one would retain for sure, it would be the following . . .

Normalization is achieved as a by-product of self-esteem and confidence. One cannot force normalization on old, beaten down souls in young bodies, without these strengths!

My work in live-in foster care was about six years and during that time I had over 40 teenagers, about six at a time in our home. Following those years, I spent most of my career working with the same population but in other venues.

In order to prepare for my career in foster care at Father Flanagan’s Boystown (beside my formal training in college as a social worker), I was trained 30 straight days before even being allowed to talk or speak with a child. Their program was probably the best I have ever seen as far as results go.  I believe this is due to the fact it was a family model as referred to in the industry. This model leans toward helping that group of people who are now together, function as much as possible like a family unit.  Our job depended on making sure that occurred. It was important that we would never be misconstrued to be an institutional-type setting, where a kid just felt like another number.

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So whether you’re a foster parent to 1 or 2 or 8, at whatever age, the first priority, in my opinion, should be building foundations.  Help them acquire the tools needed (confidence and self-esteem) to become normalized.  A natural outcome will include a sense of ownership, (in your home/family), so they can call your home, their home.

I live in Florida so we get hurricanes almost every year. This year we had Irma, which crushed our state, covering the entire state with its 100mph+ winds and severe flooding. After it was safe to return home, I was again reminded of the difference between the stick/ wooden homes that were mansions and once huge and stunning but which now looked like they were kicked over like a wooden match book.

However, as we came back to our smaller, non-mansion home,  we had power, and just some flooding, no damage to our brick foundation . Build your foster family on the brick foundation that holds its own during the storm. Once you have the solid foundation, the other things will fall in to place.

In closing, here are 5  key tips I used on all of my foster kids, and my 4 natural kids. Whether you are a foster parent now, may become one soon or currently have only your natural children, these work across the board.  They pertain to normalization because no insecure kid will be itching to participate in any activities without the tools needed on the inside.

Building the inside up first gives way for that needed experience and confidence necessary to transition into normalized activities.   I hope you enjoy these tips.  I assure you, after 20 years in direct care and with my own four kids, they work!

God bless you all.

 

TJ-Dont Label My Kid!

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Here Is Step One Of A Family Plan For Normalization. Implement These Keys! We coach and consult for on going plans and interventions needed in all things kids and families. Just contact us at Dontlabelmykid2@gmail.com or call directly  at 386-675-7549- Tj

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Warning- Random Quick Thought Post..(Remember I Just Introduced Just A Day Ago..)

I wondered today;

  • Why do people say TGIF ? Does it mean all days of their lives suck except Friday? Why isn’t every day a day to thank God for? It should be TGID- Thank God Its a day!

 

  • Why do the people with the absolute most mass around their rear end wear the absolute least when it’s time to take that steakhouse in public..?

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  • I cannot stand water. Plus I think it is the biggest hoax in history that the same year the new ” we all need 8 glasses per day” thing got big- was the year the only safe water is bottled water. To this day I am amazed when I see someone walkng out of a Walmart carrying 10$ worth of  …water ( water is free)

 

  • I wonder how it makes a husband feel when his wife says to a girlfriend about some handsome new guy at the gym ” Oh Julia  if I wasn’t a married woman …” haha..I mean what should he feel like? Like the item on the menu at a restaraunt you settle for when they are out of your favorite ?

 

  • Then several times today I have found myself a little upset becasue its my birthday and I sure am not where I saw myself by now. I didnt plan on a 5 year hospital break for 7 hip operations. But then I thanked God that I am so far removed from my younger days when I suffered from severe depression, and addiciton – all while being a social worker myself. Those years were just unexplainable…maybe this word…

AWKWARD…

 

Thats all for now. Happy Thinking!

TJ

Have Any Of These Thoughts Run Through Your Mind?

Any of these thoughts ring a bell?

  • Life is not worth it
  • I hate myself
  • I have screwed things up too much to be fixed now.
  • Nobody likes me/ I have no real friends
  • Everyone else is doing well but me
  • I wonder if anyone would even miss me
  • Addiction sucks and I will always be stuck into this hell.
  • What would be the best way to kill myself, gun? Jump off a bridge?
  • I am so depressed, it’s never going to get better.
  • What would God do or say to me if I did off myself?
  • Nobody understands the pain I am in, I cannot explain it.
  • Why does all the bad stuff happen to me?
  • Where is God?
  • Nobody in my family loves me anymore anyways.
  • I am useless. Worthless.
  • I have no purpose in my life
  • I am not good at anything.
  • I wonder if a lot of people would come to my funeral.
  • I cannot go on its too painful
  • I wish I could talk to someone, but I am scared they might judge me

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These are a partial list of questions that have run through my own mind in the past which prompted me to reach out for help, in several areas. Even with all my education and experience, I still suffered through the same pain and hopelessness that many others do.

The difference in me now, and then is I did have someone who like me had been through the same stuff, and was a professional in the field as well. He was able to lead me to the right resources to get the right help with nobody knowing until I wanted them to know.

Folks, that’s what I am here for today. I am choosing to spend the rest of my career helping people and entire families get through some big hurdles. I can help you its 100% confidential, and I promise  will save you thousands of dollars in fancy offices with lots of suits walking around. If you are having any of those thoughts or similar,like I used to, then get in touch with me email tim@dontlabelmykid.com or if its urgent call my cell 386-675-7549.

Don’t forget your friends and family who might need help if you don’t. Please share this with your readers if you don’t mind so I can get the word out that death is not the answer. Suicide is not the solution, and addiction does not have to own them.

Again- Please take a minute to share this with your people as I cannot reach but my only group.

Peace & Hope

TJ

I Feel So Guilty When I Discipline My Kids…Oh Yeah? Here’s How They Feel About You Then..

Many parents think they are building some kind of special, double top secret bond with their kid by not disciplining them.

The truth is, the respect factor for the ” cool ” mom or dad who lets their kid get away with anything, is down the drain. Will they  quit using you ? Of course not . They don’t mind using you but never will they truly respect you. Kids are no different then us, they want and need boundaries too. If you wont give them that to help them grow into responsible people, then click below for you parental label..

Heres Your Sign..

If you don’t have a backbone when it comes to issuing a consequence, grow one.

 

Sometimes You Need A Strong Hand To Hold Onto..Faith In Everyday Life.

One weekend about 18 years ago I took my then 4-year-old son to Walt Disney world. We had a bunch of fun, and it was afternoon before we knew it. As we talked about which areas we still had to visit, my son said ” dad, can we go to Tom Sawyer Island?” I told him we sure could and we proceeded on to the area of the park where it was. I remember us passing signs on the way showing the island and all the cool stuff you could see there.

So we got to the line and waited about 30 minutes ( not too bad for Disney) before the guy that controlled how many people can go opened up the way for us. We got about 100 feet from the entrance to a cave looking massive rock that had a tunnel for everyone to pass through.  I recall feeling a tight squeeze on my hand as we approached, followed by a full on dead stop by my son, and I was basically dragging him for a minute before I realized he was not tired or lazy like I first thought. He was scared.

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Micah looked up at me and said ” No I don’t want to go”. So I calmly asked him what was wrong and he said he did not want to go through the dark tunnel.  In order to get to the actual island and area he wanted to go, you had to pass through this dark and cold tunnel. Pitch black and shaped like a pretzel so as you go through you are guaranteed to run into the sides of the walls, and other people.

At this point I looked him in the eye, and told him I would take him through safely, and never let go. I promised I would not let anything or anyone hurt him. After he asked about any alternative methods of getting there, he agreed as he took one last look at the sign showing what was on the other side. It seemed to motivate him at least enough to go to the entrance with me. We went in.

About 3 minutes and 500 yards in, we were far enough in that we could not see the light from either side, the entrance or the end. Micah did what many young kids do when they want some attention or are trying to avoid going on any further with something. I call it the  ” stop, drop and drag” that every parent experiences at some point. It’s the move where one minute you are walking hand in hand and the next you look down at the end of your wrist and you have this twirling 45 pound weight spinning and dragging their feet.

It was then he said  ” no daddy, I don’t want to go let’s go back”. We could not really see each others face but we could hear each other. I said ” Micah, I know this is very scary. I know it is not what you hoped for. However if you will trust me, and hold tight to my hand, I promise to get you to the island that you want to go to. You may bump into a wall or even another person for a few minutes as we go through this dark and cold part but I wont let go of you and I will lead you safely to the other side”. It really was a defining moment for the 4-year-old.

After a minute of huffing and puffing and  doing the  ” almost crying but not really ” noises while squeezing my hand for a minute he actually said alright. He slowly put both hands around my one wrist and within 3 minutes ( but to him an eternity) we were out the other side. He had a great time there and clearly was glad of his choice to keep trusting.

Micah- Now.

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That story has been a great reminder to me as an adult, when I am facing difficult times. Often times as a person of faith I know what I should do but my flesh, my feelings, are pulling hard in the other direction. I think of that time at Disney world when I , as a father told my child to trust me, and ignore the feelings, and circumstances around him. It reminds me of the promise that all believers have that God will never leave or forsake us. He never has.

I hope today that if you do not have that reassuring hand to grasp on to and trust with all you have, that you would consider calling on your Heavenly Father and taking advantage of His offer to be by your side 24/7. Remember, God will never force Himself on you, you must call out to Him, and He will surely respond. What have you to lose?

tj

Are You Ashamed? Its A Yes Or No. Period.  John 14:6..

I have made it clear that my blog is not a ‘ Christian ” blog. Meaning non- believers are more than welcome to be a major part. 

For this quick survey I simply want to know if you are a Christian , and are you unashamed to publicly say it. 

Do you believe what Jesus Christ said in John 14:6. ‘ I am the way , the truth, and the life. No man shall see the Father except through me”? 

If yes, like this post. If no, just pass. I’m curious as to how many true and hard core Jesus freaks are reading this.

 UPDATE-

So far we have had about 6 bold Christians willing to say “I’m not ashamed ” by liking this post.

Just for a little reality check ..

My stalker mini-series was a blockbuster ( for me) at 50+ likes…

So we only have 6 true believers? Tell me those of you who named your blog after some Christian theme, why are you out in this ? Just curious ? 

Parenting 101- Got Skills? You Better Or They Wont. Role Modeling & Social Skills.

I am amazed when I walk through Wal-Mart and see a mother dragging a crying 4-5 year old  by the arm yelling

SHUT UP! DO YOU HEAR ME, YOU ARE GOING TO GET YOUR LITTLE ASS WHIPPED WHEN WE GET HOME”

Wrong on so many levels.  But to keep this short , I will point out just a few reasons why this approach never works.

1- You cannot command a child to do something that you are currently reminding them you yourself are incapable of- like  being quiet.

2-Its highly unlikely that ANY child (that can hear)  is going to think ” hmm, I think I will pull it together now that I know I have an  ass whippin  coming when we leave, I’m pumped!”

3-If you want your child to incorporate  any skill  into their daily routine, YOU must first model it, consistently. The ” do as I say not as I do” rule is obsolete.

There are at least 100 valuable social skills that must be taught to any of us in life. About 25 are needed to function successfully as an adult. For a child ages 5-18 it varies by age, but 3-4 for the young child and 15 for the teen are necessary to get through school and relationships without much turmoil.

There is no  “ skill genie ” or  ” skill angel ”  that comes in the night and teaches your child the skills. So they must learn them from someone else….yep thats right.  but, if you choose not to teach them – don’t sweat it, they can always pick up little Johnny’s skill set at school, you know the one who always gets suspended and calls his 3rd grade teacher a slut.

If you want your home to run smoothly, there must be consistency and clear explanation of what is expected. I will take the top two most important social skills ( in my opinion ) that I have taught for 20 years, and break them down here so you can see how you should explain them to your child.

1- Following instructions

a- Look at the person

b- Say ok

c Check back when finished


2- Accepting No ( for an answer)

a- Look at the person

b- Say ok


As I mentioned, these are the top two out of the 100 I train on. You should have at least 15 skills you use to interact with your teen and 4-7 for young  who cannot retain much more.

Remember, the trick is developing a motivation system in your home that is not some temporary fly by night bribe system just so you can get a quiet night and take a long bath. Every reward and consequence your child gets should be a decision your child has made because you have taken the time and effort to creat a system that needs no arguing or debating about. Its built into your family dynamic.

Lastly for this little sample, if you think your children don’t want boundaries set for them ( specific guidelines) you are wrong. Kids are desperate for boundries. As a matter of fact we adults are desperate for boundries. What would you feel like if you jumped on the freeway tomorrow to go to work, and there was a giant neon sign that said

  ” NEW RULES ” AS OF TODAY -THERE ARE NO SPEED LIMITS, NO RULES ON SAFE DRIVING OR ANY OTHER GUIDELINES AND NO MORE EMERGENCY RESPONSE TEAMS”

How safe would you  feel knowing that  anyone could pull a NASCAR on you  and draft you at 125 MPH-  or trade some paint with you sending you and your vehicle rolling  down the hill on the side of the road.

So of we grown ups need some guidlines, ow much more do our children need them.


TJ

( I am an award winning behavior specialist who has built hundreds of behavior programs to implement in homes of small familes who just want one system to implement so they can quit constant arguing all the time. I also have been hired to put behavorial sysytems in place in large companies to make their own staff get along better)

I was even hired to train all the doctors and staff of a hospital psyhiatric unit how to get along , proving that no matter who you are or how old you are there has to be consistency.

As a foster parent, I created and implented daily systems for very abused and defiant teens and was successful in all. About 50 teens.

If you are tired of unpredictable behavior and response in your family, I would love to help build a system to fit your needs. Once in place you simply maintain it and I will always be available to help with any break downs in the system. Or you can keep living like you are…

(Yeah, I Agree )- so my email is —-dontlabelmykid2@gmail.com-contact me today to set up a personalized- DLMK! Care Plan for your family.

TJ

Another Body … Just Another Bum.. A Drunk Most Likely… Should Have Made A Life For Himself. Right? No. That Could Be Us…. { Turning The Corner- Don’t Label My Kid! Lets Do It!} 2017- Taking It Up A Level..We Need Each Other..

Mental Health. Looks like this pretty much , right?  I took this picture 2 days ago. You know why? I assumed when I contacted the law to pick the body up they may want some documentation of when and where I found the guy.  Not that its any big deal, I see these bums all day long here in Daytona. Heck You and me could have ended up like that if we didn’t make the right choices, right? Whatever. Who are we kidding. But for the grace of God, there goes me.

In this case I got to walk away feeling better then I initially thought. You see, when I realized he was stiff, and smelled bad I just instinctively went to see if he had any ID to give the law. I was quite shocked when he about jumped when my hand touched his jacket pocket. He was alive! Sort of. Mike, as I later learned was his name was so scared I came to hurt him that he was shaking, I sat down with him and told him it was all good and I help people like him. I am a social worker. I help all people. No matter the age, race, issues, addictions, etc.

I know you cant see all that well in this picture as far as his age and all, but after we had talked awhile he shared a little about his life. Take a guess as to his age? Just do it, ball park.

Mike is 51.

I was able to offer him some options that he never knew were there. I know because that is my gift. We all have gifts, and in my case I have the ability to identify what people need to make their situation the very best it can be. I have done it for my entire career as a clinical social worker. I have worked with teens, parents, mental health patients, addicted folks, poverty stricken, violent people, even the most seriously developmentally disabled people in the world, literally. I have been called on to improve the quality of life for those who are deaf, dumb, blind, and aggressive. Can you imagine? The people in that arena that I ran programs for were abused so badly as babies that even though many were born ” normal” they had some of the most evil parents and caregivers you could imagine. Tossed in dumpsters as babies left to die, left on the hot Florida beaches as infants simply because the mom or dad was too lazy to bring them to a fire station or another outlet who would gladly have taken them in.

I started a school for 60 felons, ages 11-18. Gang members, 12 year old kids running crack at 3am on school days for their own parents. I lived for 5 years with 45 teens who were sexually abused very severely. Every group of people I worked with I was so thankful to have a God given gift to see through the outside and meet the true need on the inside. Now, before anyone thinks I am bragging – it could not be further from the truth. I am so  ” ungifted ” in some areas that men should be – lol- I remember a time when I had my young boys with me in my truck and I noticed my wipers were bad. I could not see through them. I stopped at the Auto Zone , ordered up 2 wipers in a manly voice…and spent the next 30 minutes in the parking lot trying to figure out how to put the blades on until my 7 year old son took pity on me. He installed them in 5.

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If you have followed me long you will note that although I share my personal struggles, and trials, I have never laid out an ” I love me post” about my accomplishments in my gifts. One reason is because I realize it is a gift. I can help anyone, in any situation, no matter what the circumstances. I just don’t feel comfortable bragging about something that I was given. Oh, believe me – I can hang with the best of the braggers. I have the degrees, the awards and all that jazz. I could not even tell you where any of them are right now. I don’t care. I care about educating people and helping them save time, money and stress.

What I love most about what I do is I know every single job duty all those people and more have. But I don’t have to become each one. I sure can steer you to who will actually help you and who wants your money. I can tell you that in many cases I have not been able to get to the parent or family in time before they got taken for a ride to the tune of tens of thousands of dollars and more. That’s the reason I am so determined to hold providers of mental health, addictions, behavioral health, and juvenile delinquents accountable for what they do. I know what they should be doing – but you don’t. I am not a psychiatrist, but if you have ever read my home page ” mental heath- its a crazy business” you know I do not mince words. Why? I know the truth.. Do want to know how many doctors or psychologists, psychiatrists have written me nasty letters over the 4 years I have been slamming them? ZERO.

I am sharing this for a reason. I am hanging my shingle again. For 4 years I have poured my heart out on here about my entire life. Its time to help you all get to where you need and want to be. And I am asking you to trust your family or personal needs into my care. I make the same promise I have kept my entire career. I will NEVER leave you broken. An I will certainly never leave you broke.  I don’t discharge my families when they go through a rough patch financially. I love using my gift. You may have noticed I have never taken a dime for any thing here, I do not sell ads like some. This audience that you all are was hand picked. I have never connected to the internet, other then this WordPress sight.

Last check this blog has had visitors from 65 countries ( that I know of ) and followers from at least 25 that I know of. That’s not my doing. It is no accident. You all are here for a reason. I am here to help.

When Mike Carey came along and was willing to join with this mission, I was and still am ecstatic. Why? Because Mike and I share a similar passion. We both love to use our gifts to help others. We both will never leave anyone hanging until they are well.  I am gong to show you a real life example of how God has already used Mike in my own family. Most of you know I have 2 grown boys, and 2 baby girls. Well, babies to me, they are 5 & 10.

This is my baby Shelbi..

My baby had 72 sticks with a needle that her doctor insisted on to test for allergies. For nothing. Next up he said – blood work! No. No way.. But what can I do? Better late then never – I called our resident gifted man in the healing of diseases. He said ” you took her where” ? ( made me feel even lower lol) –  No more he said , get her on the phone with me tonight for a minute or two. I was thinking to myself-  Hello!! What was I thinking? Tonight Shelbi said hello to Mr. Mike for about 2 minutes, and 10 minutes later he says ” oh she has some poisoning in her system and a viral infection. Go to your local health food store and get 2 items ( like 5 bucks each) and in 7 days it will be gone.

HUH?? What? Why did I forget the other people I have sent to him who had major diseases go away? Anyways no blood work and that’s  Mikes gift.

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If you need physical healing – take advantage of  this gift right in front f you . If its healing in any other area, call on me. I work on a case by case basis, until the job is done. I want you all to take this email address down.

Dontlabelmykid2@gmail.com – to help with Tj-

that is your direct line to me. I will be adding a toll free number as well but for now get me there. I will develop with you what I call a  “Plan of Care ”

There is NO issue you can throw at me that I havent done a hundred times. Confidentially we will put it all in place and work it out financially It sure would make me feel good if you all would entrust your needs to Mike and I. I thank you in advance . .

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With all we are trying to accomplish through this platform of Don’t Label My Kid!  It would really make a big difference if you all would commit to utilizing the gifts that Mike and  I have- for your own family. so that we can keep on helping others and continue trying to do what we do ..put pedophiles away -heal families -help addicts-  bring families together and just grow spiritually , emotionally and physically.

God Bless you all . Please Step up for this..

Tj

100% True Funniest Parent Story I can Remember…About My Own Child.

My older son is 22 and a sharp shooter in the Army, full-time college student and full time worker. I am praying he never reads this, and am fairly confident he wont. He does not take much interest in my writing.. ( I know, I don’t get it either). For the purpose of this story I will call him ” stinky “. It takes place in a quiet southern town about 50 miles northwest of Orlando Fl. in about 1995. In a grocery store called Publix.

Stinky was 2 years old and riding on the kid part of the shopping cart, you know – the part where they just stare at you until something on the shelf catches their eye, they lunge for it, you swerve, they cry? Yeah that type deal. Well Stinky and I were at about the half way point of our shopping trip when I noticed a slight scent coming from the same vicinity that Stinky was sitting. At first I panicked of course but then as a new first time dad would do, I ignored it and reminded myself that I had out a ” pull up” on him right before we came in the store.

This was right when pull-ups had come out, and were a true Godsend, just in case. We went about another aisle down and I noticed the scent was getting stronger and I admit I began to worry a little. Not knowing what exactly to do in the middle of this giant store, I began to slow my roll and let the others pass me by while strategically heading to the diaper/wipes/paper towel isle. As I approached this isle, I happened to glance down at the newly waxed tiled floor of the grocery.

We got a problem.

I remember thinking to myself that I had not recalled seeing any little brown dots peppering the tiles before. I quickly grabbed the nearest bag of paper towels, ripped them open and leaned down, to wipe-the dots off the tiles around me. I remember going in reverse, and wiping up a few tiles behind us as well. It was then I realized that I had no idea this breadcrumb poop trail had been going on. I just remember ripping through the paper towels and making sure I grabbed ” Bounty ” the “quicker picker upper”. Within seconds I found myself going into a kneeling position, one hand on the cart ( pulling backwards) and one hand full of paper towels wiping poop drops as I went backwards dodging other shoppers and acting as if I was looking for my contact or something.

Within a minute I was zipping back at high rate of speed, weaving and bobbing between other shoppers. I was good. So good that within about 4 minutes and 2 rolls of Bounty, I had reached the end of the trail..finally. I wiped up the last splatter and casually made my way to the men’s room. You see, new parent or not, I am a smart cookie. I remembered to bring an emergency outfit and pull-up for such a time as this. I am not bragging here, but within 5 minutes my boy and I were calmly exiting the men’s room as if nothing had gone down..er, well you get it .

As I calmed down we shopped some more, and finally decided we had all we needed. I gave myself a little mental pat on the back for handling it as well as I did. We rolled up to the checkout counter and waited our turn. I think I was playing peek a boo or something as we waited. Heck I thought, nobody needs to know about this one. It was our little secret. So finally the line died down, and we pulled up and began unloading our groceries. The checkout girl was kind enough to help and we began to toss things on the belt. About 2 minutes into it, I noticed the girl making a funny face and she began to cough. Not the ” I have a cold ” cough, but a sickly and frowning face type of cough. Within a minute she began to let out a quiet but audible shriek and then said then she said these words ” What is that smell?”

I’m cool – I mean I cleaned it all up. I thought.

As it turns out, dad forgot to check one spot- the spot directly below the kid’s poop shoot in the cart. As it turns out I guess the girl happened to pullout a package of ground beef from directly below Stinky. The package had little brown droppings on it. Before I could get her attention, she was on the store loudspeaker begging for assistance on isle 4. It went something like ” clean up on isle 4 ” and by the time she had run her big mouth all over the speaker, a parade of bag boys, and a few managers had made their way up to see and smell what went on.

I remember a collective ” ooh gross ” from the customers in line behind me while scattering to another line, me begging to pay the bill, and stinky just smiling through it all. What started as a proud daddy and son shopping day,  ended as a walk of shame to the parking lot in slow motion. A group of bag boys were sent to follow us and retrieve the cart so they could rinse and scrub it. I humbly put Stinky in his car seat and we drove off into the moon-light.

To this day I cannot eat raisinets or milk-duds. I know, I know its gross.

tj

How About Puttin Your Hands Together In Prayer  For My Nephew Nick As He “Rolls” Into Alabama This Fall?? 

I know my sister Pam would appreciate a whole bunch of prayers this mothers day as she sends her ” baby ” Nick off to college. He is ” AllEverything“- lol– The grades, the looks,  Homecoming King, Scratch golfer, Captain Of Mens Volleyball team- but most importantly good people like his mama and daddy.

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I am hoping to comfort her worries by letting her see a show of my fellow bloggers around the world that they would be willing to launch a prayer or two for Nick’s overall well-being, safety, and a hedge of protection from the dark forces trying to take our kids out of the light these days…

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So if you consider yourself a praying person please like and say a prayer for Nick’s Alabama future. If you’re not a praying person yet, how about starting today? I truly believe we need to start using our networks as prayer coverings for each other. Lets start here and now !

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My data shows bloggers from 65 countries have been on this site..how many can I get an ” Amen” for Nick for today” In ANY language!
Thanks!

TJ