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Celebrating Henry Rosenberg’s Birthday

When we arrived at the Rosenberg Library yesterday, we had no idea that the day was anything other than plain-old ordinary.  However, to much delight, we soon discovered that we’d be celebrating the birthday of the man who made our lovely library possible — Henry Rosenberg.

Even though he’s been gone since 1893, it is because of his generosity that my Nixi is able to enjoy such a wonderful place as Rosenberg Library.  I’m so happy that my daughter loves books and reading so-very much.  When it’s library day, Nixi is always jumping (literally) for joy.  I look back on my own childhood, and I wish I had been able to know the joy of visiting our local library.  But, alas, it was not to be in my early years.  Let’s just say I’m a late bloomer to frequenting the library and learning the vast resources available there.

The celebration of Henry Rosenberg yesterday piqued my curiosities about the man behind such a wondrous place; free to all…loved by so many.  After further research, I learned that he had moved here to Galveston Island from his hometown of Bilten, Switzerland, when he was just a lad of nineteen years. Quickly finding success as a dry goods merchant, Mr. Rosenberg worked his way up to purchasing the dry goods business within three years, and set-about growing it into the largest dry goods business in Texas.  Between 1851 and May 12th 1893 — passing at the age of 69 — Henry Rosenberg contributed thousands upon thousands of dollars to the growth of Galveston Island.  In his Will, he left $400,000.00 towards the organization and endowment of what is today the Rosenberg Library.

When I stop to consider how much four-hundred-thousand dollars was back then, and how much it is todayI can’t help but be inspired by Henry Rosenberg’s generosity.  It makes me realize what I could do to help out my community more and be a better help to to those around me — both near and far.

Celebrating the life of such a generous spirit, and singing him Happy Birthday to the theme of Curious George, along with the wonderful staff at Rosenberg Library yesterday, was a time we won’t soon forget.  My Nixi received a gold medal for reading, and we couldn’t be more proud of her.  She has come so far this past year with her reading.  And her love of reading, and the fun times we’ve had at Rosenberg Library, I know must be contributed to one of the most enjoyable free things to do on Galveston Island.

I wanted to share the snaps we took of yesterday’s fun.  I hope it inspires you to visit your local library, and see what you might learn about the founder and staff-members who are always there to help.  Such simple pleasures in life are utterly priceless!

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Field Trip: The Grand Children’s Festival

–Fun…FREE Activities For Home School (or Traditionally Schooled) Kids–

In my last post, I wrote briefly about this past weekend…when we attended the Children’s Festival down in the Strand District.  It’s a really fun time for kids of all ages, and very family friendly.  Best of all, the festival is FREE!  And even though this was our first year to attend, we certainly don’t plan on it being our last.

In the meantime — I wanted to share some of the fun moments from this past festival.  The numerous booths and activities were enough to keep us busy for the entire weekend; though the event is only for one day.

The learning experiences that Nixi was able to be a party to, I feel, will stay with her for years to come.  As for me…?  I realized I’m absolutely no good at hoola-hooping, but I  can still do the Lemon Twist; or an updated version of the old classic jumping toy I used to love as a kid.  It was great to show my husband and child, that this middle-aged Mamma can still ‘cut-a-rug’.  I look back on it, and I have to laugh.  –As I feel I’ll do…for years to come.

*Forever Young*

*Being Young-at-Heart*

*Remaining Active Over 40*

 

 

 


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Pleasure Pier on Galveston Island — The Good…The Bad…and the Grumpy

*A Day at The Pier with Baby*

Finally…we took the plunge and went to Pleasure Pier here on Galveston Island.  The day had been packed full with early morning shopping at Galveston’s Farmers Market; where I shopped for a client as well as myself.  Then we stopped in at Taco Cabana for a bit of brunch.  That’s when the bad behavior started with Baby.  She suddenly developed a bad attitude…with me!  Not Daddy, but only with me.

Cooling Off Beneath the Water Ride

Cooling Off Beneath the Water Ride

I’m still not sure what I did or didn’t do to make her feel indifferent towards me.  I guess when you’re together every minute of every day, you tend to get on each others’ nerves at times.  Being a homeschooling Mom isn’t so easy!  It takes a LOT out of this forty-something mom.  So…a bit of fun was the solution we figured might cure the problem.  It did…for a little bit (not very long…I might add), then it stared again: the whining, pulling away, not being happy over anything at all that we tried.

Seahorse Carousel at Pleasure Pier

Seahorse Carousel at Pleasure Pier

Perusing Pleasure Pier with Baby

Perusing Pleasure Pier with Baby

That’s when we said “Enough is enough!”   After 2 hours of sweating in 110 index temperatures and too much struggling with our preschooler, not to mention we were forced to pay $3.50 for a bottled water (there are NO WATER FOUNTAINS at PLEASURE PIER), we headed for the exit.  Of course, this didn’t make her any happier, and we heard it all the way to the van.  Instead of going home, we decided to head to East Beach and check out the tide pools that seemed to have flooded the beach the night before.  I had been wanting to get a special sea life shot to submit to a local mag, and we needed to hear the ocean waves and feel the cool breeze of Mother Ocean.  In short– we needed a hug!

Pirate Discovery -- A Bucket O' Clams...and Seashells too.

Pirate Discovery — A Bucket O’ Clams…and Seashells too.

So there we were, at the beach.  Still, Baby was fussy.  I was at my end with her, and Nico was just passing it off as best he could; reading her stories inside the van.  Soon after, it seemed we might have some peace and quiet…at last!  That was until we decided to head for home.  We went around the Seawall until we were well past Pleasure Pier; since she wanted to go back and ride some more.  I was barely getting around by then; with my previous injury still not fully healed.  My knee was feeling a sharp pain going right through it.  I was definitely not up for any more walking!

Riding along in Peniki, the backseat was quiet and the day was much cooler as evening closed in.  It seemed all would be better for the rest of the day.  Then we stopped off at the store for some last-minute grocery items, and much-needed libations.  Lo-and-behold, as soon as Nico got out of the van to go into the store, Baby started screaming to go with him, and he was going to let her too…until he realized he’d need to visit the restroom while inside the store.  So…again begins the tantrum.

For what seemed like an eternity, I waited for him to come out to the van while Nixi cried…screamed…kicked me from her seat (I was sitting in the back with her)…told me to go away…said she was leaving to go with Daddy, you name it, she said it.  I was about to break; or so I felt, when the tears began streaming down my face.  I was completely beat by the day–exhaustion was setting in on so many levels.  Still she cried and screamed at me to stop crying.  I didn’t want to swat her, because it never seems to help much.  So I cried….and cried…and cried some more.

Deciding to call Nico and see what was taking him sooo loooong, he answered to say he was on his way out of the store.  Hurraaaay!  He could see my state when he got out to the van.  He knew I’d reached my limit with the little’n for the day.  Reaching over to show his support, he told me to just take some time for myself when we get home and he’d handle Baby.  I didn’t argue.  In fact, I was too tired to even answer.  I felt quite numb by then.

So, we got home…the fits continued, and he took over, for a little while, but not for long.  It’s funny how Dads, as great as they are, are not always equipped to patiently handle young attitudes.  I was back on the job a very short time later.  I finally got her to talk to me, and it seemed she just wanted what she wanted, and that was that.  Her wristband from Pleasure Pier had been cut off her wrist…by Daddy, and she was completely heart-broken over it.  So…what else is a mom to do?  Tape it back together, and pray for peace.

By day’s end, when Baby finally fell asleep after I struggled with her in the shower, I had a sip or two of wine and fell in; glad the day was over and all was quiet…at last!  Which just goes to show–Life is fun when it’s fun, but we all gotta pay the piper.  My ‘piper’ just happens to be four!

Blessings & .V.. to All


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Staycationing In Galveston

 

Father's Day Weekend -- Rain Forest Cafe' Jungle Water Ride

Father’s Day Weekend — Rain Forest Cafe’ Jungle Water Ride

 

Last Saturday was the usual work-day for Nico.  But for me and Baby?  It was Mother & Daughter fun in the sun day!  We spent all day, from around 10 a.m. ’til around 6 p.m., walking the Seawall (stinky seaweed and all), enjoying snow-cones and food truck Mexican food (was quite good!) along the shores of our new hometown — Galveston Island.

Then, when I was feeling quite heated and not so great, we ducked down to the beach and stayed ’til it was almost time for Hubby to get off work.  Baby met some new little friends from Ethiopia, who were visiting family in Houston.  The nice lady I talked with–the mother of Nixi’s playmate–was enjoying her trip to G-Town from her home in Washington D.C.  It was nice talking with her, and even better than that…Baby had someone to play with; since she’d been quite cranky for most of the day.  I think boredom sometimes gets the best of us all.

So we waded through the seaweed, attempting to enjoy the cool waters of the Gulf.  I have to admit, even though seaweed is great for the garden, it’s not so fun to feel brushing up all over you.  It’s a bit of a creep-out factor.  :  /  Needless to say, we’d had a very full day by the time we got home and Nico arrived.  But…we weren’t done yet!

Being-as it was Father’s Day weekend, we decided to shower (which actually did wake me up), and head out to eat at a local place on the seawall that I had been wanting to try….for years!  Tortuga’s Mexican Kitchen, dining beneath the palm thatched palapas…seeing the goings-on (crazy…at best) along the seawall, the margarita (no doubt) was a very enjoyable experience.  The service was very friendly, the food oh-so-tasty, and the cool ocean breeze and ‘entertainment’ (episodes of honking horns and road rage on Seawall Blvd, and drunk tourists on trolley bikes) was just what I needed to end a very packed day.

Still, we didn’t head for home.  Instead, Nico wanted to take Baby to Rainforest Cafe’…just a short distance down Seawall; so off we went to the place we’d been when Baby was too young to even remember.  Nico wanted to buy her a little toy, since the last time we’d passed by there, Baby had spotted the toy carney, and threw a great fit when we didn’t stop to win her one.  What she didn’t know, and couldn’t understand at her age, is that we had no money…at all.  That was why we had opted to go for a stroll along the ocean, just to break the monotony of being broke in a town with so much (things that cost….more than we had) to do.

Either way, Daddy made it up to Baby…and then some.  We even got to go on the Rainforest Jungle Water Ride (not sure if that’s the correct name for it?), which was so much fun!  We want to go again…as soon as we possibly can.  All in all, staying home for vacation isn’t so bad after all.  And, when the fun is all done, we can come home to our cozy little caravan abode.

Blessings to All, that you have a wonderful vacation…or staycation this year; wherever you may be.

.V..

GVR

 


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A Pirate Ship Discovery

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Okay…so it’s been right under our feet practically the whole time we’ve been islanders — an adorable ‘fit for a fairy tale’ play park village just a few streets over from our little Caravan abode.  Nico set out one day with Baby in tow, pedaling down the road because we had one restless little toddler and Mom (that would be me) needed some much-needed time to herself.

A while later, here he comes down the road, and I could hear Baby protesting in the distance.  She was obviously not too happy about something.  So…he pulls into the driveway, and that’s when he began to tell me about the great play park discovery.  I guess this is what I get for going ‘straight there and straight back home’ when I’m out and about.  :  /

I guess I just couldn’t see the forest for the trees!  ‘Happens to me a lot.  :  )

A Pirate Kid’s Dream Come True!


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Finding Your Inner-Child…Late in Life

 

Who needs the Fountain of Youth when you have a Toddler and a positive attitude!  Feeling young, and staying young, is as easy as remembering your own childhood.  Here’s how I rediscovered my Inner Child…(click on pic or link for more).

Biking at Big Lagoon SRA, near Perdido Key, FL

Biking at Big Lagoon SRA, near Perdido Key, FL

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