Mommy, Daddy, the Principal and Shrek

So... I feel like I'm on a desert with this one. Alone with just the Mr. and feeling like an overprotective, freakish mother.
Feel free to leave comments... I will examine my position and more than likely, I won't change my morals.
As a reward, Goosie's school is taking the kids (and I mean all grades) to a local theater to see the new Shrek movie. Yes, I said Shrek. Shrek is PG. Goosie is 6 years old.
We decided that our kindergartener was not going to see the movie due to the sexual innuendo, foul humor, and the language. When I called to ask the Principal if there was an alternative, he seemed like I was crazy for not letting my child attend such an event. He even stated that he was allowed to take the kids to a PG-13 movie. I questioned that statement with the fact that he has a school of children ages 12 and under.
I feel like I'm on an island these days because I don't let my kids watch certain movies. They are allowed an hour of TV a day and most days don't even get that. Goosie is now bordering on a third grade reading level and Boomer can count to 30, spell his name, knows his phone number and started learning sight words.
I like interacting with my kids. They are so funny and interesting... I know that when I send them out into the world they are going to experience all types of "Shrek" life but for a school reward... I find it a bit bold.

Goal...

Okay... so the blog has gotten off track between surgery and deployment. My goal is to get this blog back on track and focus on the creativity of Goosie and Boomer Bowtique.
I am exhausted daily but bear with me! I am Mommy, Daddy, long distance wife and still surgery patient. It seems as though I will be under the care of my surgeon for almost a year. I am going to see him in two weeks and hoping for good news!
The intention of Goosie and Boomer was to share ideas and eventually set up the Etsy shop. With the state of the economy... I'm looking more at the idea of trunk shows.
Thank you for being loyal and make sure you leave comments and follow along on this journey!

If Boomer Could Blog

My Daddy called today...
He is far away.
I cried at the sound of his voice...
everyone wondered why I did not rejoice.
I'm screaming hourly in my sleep.
Most boys are slumbering without a peep.
My Mommy's pacing the floor...
It's months before Daddy comes back through that door....

Happy Father's Day!

No words today... this speaks for itself.

Strength

There are days in our lives where we look for strength. As humans, as men and women, and as mothers and fathers.

These past few weeks... with the flu, crazy work hours, etc. The word strength was needed very much in our home.

Thursday morning, Goosie became very sick with the stomach flu. I have never seen her this sick before. Holding her body as she was exhausted and limp, I just needed a glimmer of strength. We knew it was just the flu but being so tired from all the other nonsense that we get caught up in daily... we were just getting so tired.

Then... Boomer comes up to Goosie on the couch and hands her her thermos of ice water to drink. Then, he brings her a doll. He bends down close to her and says, " You okay?"

At two, he is strong for her... even though he is the little brother.

Yesterday, they had been up and down the stairs due to tornado sirens... and... they took it in stride. Goosie goes to sit on the bench near the window and Boomer decides to join her. And... I was snapping some photos around the house. I look over and I snapped this picture. They were together on the bench holding hands.

In our children... we find our strength.