Archive | November, 2011

On PSU

10 Nov

I didn’t go to Penn State, but I did grow up in Pennsylvania. PSU is central to my identity as a PA native. I met my first “real” love on the PSU campus. Outside of the Steelers, I grew up watching Penn State games every weekend.  Thus, although I know none of what I’m about to say is new, I still have to say it.

Paterno/PSU’s failure to do the right thing for the child/children in question is heinous, but it isn’t shocking. If there’s one thing this tragedy has taught us (or reminded us), it’s that we can’t expect people to do the right thing. Ever. No matter how clear the “right thing” might seem. All we can do is commit to being better than those people are as we move forward with our lives.

Thus, in the wake of the media frenzy, I feel compelled to stay grounded in the following:

Saying a prayer for the victims, wherever they may be, in hopes that they will heal and move forward with their lives.

Promising myself that if I’m ever in a situation where I witness a wrong-doing, I’ll be stronger, and better, than Paterno was. That I’ll stand up for what’s right, no matter what the fall-out might be.

Teaching my children to be their own advocates. To stick up for themselves. Making sure they know that no one is allowed to hurt them – regardless of their position of authority.

Hugging them. Every minute if possible.

Teaching them about right and wrong, and that sometimes the right decision isn’t the easiest.

Making sure they know they can come to me – always – no matter what problem they are facing.

Making sure they know they can count on me to protect them. Always.

Asking them questions if I sense something is off. And asking again (and again), even if they tell me everything is fine.

Teaching them that there are lots of different ways to ‘be a man’ or to ‘be strong’ – including admitting when something is wrong.

Never assuming, ever – ever – ever – that someone will treat my children with the same love and respect I give them, no matter who that person is, or how highly regarded they might be.

Those things might seem obvious, but – as we’ve all learned from this story – so do a lot of things.

xoxo :(

Back in time for the holidays: Safe Warm Loved

8 Nov

Safe Warm Loved: Bringing some warmth to child victims of domestic violence in Long Beach

It’s safe to say I terribly under-estimated how much having a second child would cut into my sewing time. After a long reprieve, I was finally able to jump back into sewing blankets for Safe Warm Loved. A batch of 12 hand-made blankets will be delivered 11/9.

As a reminder, I created Safe Warm Loved to provide soft cuddle blankets for child victims of domestic violence. The hand-made blankets are meant to bring some measure of comfort to the children when they enter shelter situations (in this case, at Women’s Shelter Long Beach).

A hug full of love in every blanket, as Blake puts it: for other boys and girls.

If you’re interested in sewing blankets or purchasing/donating fabric to support the project, please drop me a line via Facebook – facebook.com/jessicastonefield!

Otherwise, donations can be made via a special Safe Warm Loved link on PayPal. I won’t be asking for specific donation amounts this year – anything helps!

xoxo

In love with my little linebacker …

1 Nov

My little Linebacker, Rhett Lee

With all the Comic Con talk, I realized I forgot to post a picture of my other son’s 2011 Halloween costume. Rhett Lee, already the size of a linebacker at just under 6 months of age, dressed (not surprisingly) as a football player.

I almost gave up on this costume simply because the helmet was so difficult to make. I couldn’t find any baby football helmet patterns online, which meant I had to create it from scratch. After a few attempts, I was convinced it would never look like anything but a prairie bonnet.

Who knew a baby football helmet could be so hard to make?

However, once I threw on his shoulder pads (fleece stuffing) and some eyeliner (thanks to my husband for the idea), I was in love. Total cost? $0. (I used only remnants and scraps in my sewing bin, along with clothes we already had on-hand.)

I think it might be my favorite baby Halloween outfit of all time.

Or at least, one of my favorite models. :)

xoxo