What you think does matter

Motivating children to learn - with a blog? How do you motivate children to learn? That is a good question. For me, I try to find whatever interest my child has and I try to use that to teach them something I may find important. Be it math and the concept of money through a board game. It could be using television programs to teach them family values. It can also be by example, how I live and pointing out ( as to make it known and obvious ) to my children so that they can learn something new or important. Recently my nine year old son asked me to create a blog for him. He noticed my daughters and I’s small rivalry ( more like my small motivational taunts ) about how many visitors she is getting on her ‘word press’ blog compared to mine. I am pretty sure, just like my daughter did when she was younger, that he will probably lose interest in this blog. But my hope is, whether it is now or in a later date ( such as like my daughter ), this blog will motivate him to be creative. I

This kitty is not witty but weird The internet is littered with thousands of photos and videos of cats. Cats dancing, cats playing, kitty cats trapped in jars. In truth the internet should be called the catnet. With all these pictures of cute cats on the net, I am surprised to find a kitty that is cute yet strangely odd. To use my daughter vernacular: “this kitty is disturbing”. Now I just have to ask? Is it me or is it the kitty? Please look at the photo below of this cute little odd and disturbing kitty and let me know what you think. Trust me; I did not alter this photo. I found it on a wordpress blog: Enjoying the little things We were sitting around just searching the net and there it was. At first I didn’t notice the odd lips until my little girl pointed them out. This kitty is kind of freaky and I hope this blog was kind of witty. Please leave a comment about the kitty.

I had a friend ask me why I wrote a book for children that dealt with money. Especially considering the current atmosphere we’re in where so many people seem to dislike and even some what hate the rich & successful. That is a good question. But I think I have a satisfactory answer. First let me say this, the book is not about only making money. With that said: despite everyone’s apparent dislike for rich successful people, millions of people play the lotto every week, even twice a week. Why do people play? They play because they want to be rich. They desire to be that one percent. Why do people play scratch off games, gamble, play sweepstake games and even play bingo? They play all these games and more in order to win large sums of money. So let us first put aside the idea that people in general dislike or hate rich people. What people dislike and hate is that they don’t have this money – that they are not rich. So what I am trying to do in this book is to motivate childr

My new book to 'Motivate kids' to learn and be successful I have spent the better have of my life trying to motivate my two children to do better, to be better. As a parent I guess it is natural to want your children to do more and to accomplish more in life than what you have done. Not that I am a slouch or a slave driver – I just want the best for my kids. I want them to have all the opportunities I did not, to basically enjoy the wisdom I have now and wish I had when I was a snotty thought I knew it all kid. Lets face it people, there is something about children in general that they are naturally born with – dreams, not every day average dreams. I am talking big dreams like flying to the moon by becoming an astronaut, being super famous or super rich. The kind of dreams that border on the impossible, even dreams like learning how to fly. Ask any child this simple question: how much money you would like to have? The answer is always – a lot or I want to be rich! The trut

Halo 4 - my son is so giddy. My son started drooling and was almost in a euphoric state when he saw the commercial for the new halo game – HALO 4. He about yanked my arm of trying to get my attention so I could see the commercial promoting the game. I didn’t want to let on but I myself had a bit of drool on my lip as I watch the promo. Sadly enough it is not out yet and you have to pre-order the game: I already visited Amazon to see if I could order it. check out one of the Halo 4 videos The question now is do I pre order it for Christmas or do I wait. If I wait I run the risk of not being able to order it – which would kill me just as much as it would kill my son. But if I order it now I will suffer wondering “when will I see the game?”….. oh the confusion. The funny thing is that my son is already expecting to receive this game – I want that dad! No please, can you, I would like: he just said – I want that Dad. Personally, I can’t wait to get it, it bring the inner c

She is trying to KILL ME!!!!! For anyone who has read my blog for some time, by now you know I love my kids. I would and will do anything for them - my wife knows this too. I think she was using this love or weakness to her advantage. It was all a trick - you see. She tells me that taking my son to the air show event on Saturday would be fun, that it would be a great father and son moment. I said - I hate to fly. She said I didn't have to - my son could ride with other children and I can be safe on the ground. Lies; all lies I tell you! We get there early in the morning, it's a beautiful day and my son has no clue what is going on. We arrive and he is ecstatic - I was worried that he would be afraid and chicken out - or worst, start to cry. But he was a man, a big boy - but he wouldn't go up unless dear old dad went with him.... What? I had to say yes in front of all these people but on the inside I am screaming "oh hell no!" but I had no choice but to

Funny - Barbie found in fridge. Start of an interesting morning. OK, who wakes up in the morning with only one thing on their mind [ need a cup of coffee now ] and is confronted with a Barbie doll in the fridge? Apparently I am the only one to have this happen to them? Really, I knew my wife was making a wonderful decorative birthday cake for my lovely niece, Aaliyah. The cake, this I knew. What I did not know, what I did not expect at seven in the morning after a late night TV binge, that as I opened the fridge door to get milk for my desperately much needed cup of coffee - was to find Barbie staring back at me. It was traumatic, it really was. Those cold blue eyes, glazed lifeless look and oh so creepy smile? She was in the cake, the cake was wrapped in plastic and she had her hands up like as if she was reaching for me... Disturbing. Of course, after my initial shock, I couldn't help but laugh as I thought - Man this would make a great blog. I normally write blogs about the dec