Imagine

Imagine all the people
living lives in peace

In case you've been living under a rock, you know we've decided to name this child Lennon... Not many have asked, but just in case you were kind of wondering (and even if you weren't, because this is my world, thanks), there are many reasons. First, we love the name - it's beautiful. Second, we believe it radiates love and hope and peace... things sorely lacking in society today. We are trying to live our lives in a peaceful manner, and I suppose we're making a bit of a statement. Is that a lot to put on a small child? Possibly, but I'm sure he'll be able to deal with it. We want our children to have a wide open world view, and know where we're coming from. Does that make sense? Do I care if it doesn't?

I like to refer to us as "millenium hippies." We're not crunchy, obnoxious, in-your-face anti-societal folk, and we're not crazy Californians. We do, however, think that people should think before they act. We belive food should be natural, and you should know where it comes from. Do I still enjoy a Coke and Doritos from time to time? Of course I do (especially since I'm pregnant... I eat whatever I damn well want lol). Do I avoid giving my 15-month-old foods laden with high-fructose corn syrup of questionable genetic origin (never mind the fact that Americans are now eating more corn per day than is even remotely healthy), additives and chemicals to make it sweeter or a brighter color? You're damn right I do. My child eats organic yogurt and cereals. He eats wheat bread whenever possible. He eats only natural fruits (although not always organic) and vegetables. Any juice he gets is 100% pure, not fortified with additional sweeteners or fillers. The milk he drinks (from CostCo) comes from cows who have not been treated with growth hormones. If I had my way I would only give him organically grown meats, but that's not fiscally possible right now. We are not rabid about what he eats, but specific within reason. There will be a day that my child gets his hands on a Twinkie or a Red Vine or soda or some other nasty wonderful food... but that day is not today, and I will not be the person to give it to him. It is my job to protect my child from the dangers of this world, and he will know that the food he puts in his mouth should serve his body, not destroy it. He will know there is definitely a time and a place for a Snickers, don't get me wrong. I just want him to know when that is.

So anyway, we're naming our kid after a Beatle. The nursery is already decorated with John Lennon bedding. We're stoked. ;)

I've rambled on long enough... time for the crazy pics of Hollywierd.

namaste...