video games and tv

Monday...finished science project about crystals, rode bikes, had barefoot races down the sidewalk, played video games for 30 minutes, had soccer practice, and had pizza for dinner. When at the dinner table, I asked the kids what their favorite part of the day was. They responded with video games.
Tuesday...went to last full day of school, had lots of fun on the swing set, went to the playground at the mall, set up a tent and sleeping bags in the gameroom and "camped out" there that night, watched tv for an hour. When at the dinner table, I asked the kids what their favorite part of the day was. They responded with watching tv.
Wednesday...woke up and played with Aunt Amy, had lunch at Panera Bread with Aunt Amy, took Aunt Amy to Simply Cinco where Liam and his classmates' art is being displayed, ate a cookie cake, played on swing set, played video games for an hour, took Aunt Amy to the airport and saw several big planes taking off, landing and taxiing. When at the dinner table, I asked the kids what their favorite part of the day was. They responded with playing video games.
But then they added, "Well, we actually like all parts of all days." So maybe, just maybe something is sinking in!

It's complicated.

My heart is heavy today. I hesitate to even say this out loud. In the midst of all the cheering and yahooing because Bin Laden is dead, I feel like a little girl standing all alone in the corner.

This isn't a new feeling for me. I felt the same way when Sadam Hussein was executed. When the rest of the country is chanting "Justice!", I can only think one life was lost and no one cares.

Yes, I know that Bin Laden killed. Yes, I understand he had to be killed. Do I have to like it? No.

I don't like it because no matter how awful a man he is, he's still one of God's children. I don't like it because, no matter how extremist he was, people are still going to hate Muslims, who are definitely undeserving of any hate, because of this. I don't like it because it will make some people more bloodthirsty. I don't like it because I don't like dehumanization of any person.

I don't usually write about any of my political opinions on any of my blogs. I've barely touched upon any of my feelings here, mostly because I usually have children crawling all over me (as I do this moment) and can't give my full concentration. I'm also just a really private person so it's really hard for me to make this a very coherent post.

I'm not saying that I'm morally above anyone. I'm quite the opposite. I'm just saying that it makes my heart heavy when people rejoice so much over the death of a human. And I'm not really sure if it's the death that saddens me the most, or the overwhelming joy emanating from the public because of the death. As I said, it's complicated.