thoughts on toys and cartoons

you know i have been thinking a lot about how children are raised these days and i came to a very correct, as i think, thought. the character and nature of a child once he or she grows up is directly connected with the toys he plays and cartoons he watches.

in our childhood we had great soviet cartoons, beautiful disney stories, happy toys and the maximum aggression was seen in tom trying to catch jerry and wolf trying to eat rabbit from 'Nu, pogodi!'

but what do we see now? transformers, guns, killers, super-angry-men ... children, who care only about their toys killing each other and betting which one of their ugly soldier toys will beat which makes me worry about my son's future. i honestly believe that children raised with aggression cannot grow into kind and loving people.

as far as my ilia is concerned, i am planning to buy him only kind toys. i believe it still will work in our world. i have two great examples for that - my nephew dati and godson achi, whose parents managed to teach them how to love winnie-the-poohs instead of transformers, play football instead of 'wars and battles' and read books instead of playing with iPads.

made my whole day

you know, there are things that can suddenly make your whole day. one of such things happened to me yesterday when i was grocery shopping. suddenly i heard someone call my name, who turned out to be a nice good looking girl with an amazing smile. she told me that she recognized me from my blog picture and that she was a follower of my blog. she told me so many nice things about me, my blog, wished me an my little prince so many amazing things that after saying good-bye i literally couldn't stop smiling.

on my way to the parking lot, i saw her once again and she gave me a set of candles with the words that it was a small present to lighten up my day. those candles had the pattern that i have on my desktop, and i am not kidding. the best thing about this fact is that a person, who doesn't even know me in the same time knows me so well.

thank you my new friend for those good emotions!

girls like bad boys

yesterday i witnessed a scene, which i want to share with you. since i myself had a child, all those scenes and stories about children began to interest me more and more.

after the morning mess in the church yard dozens of children were playing, running and crying. a small group of children took my attention. boys were fooling around and began poking each other. suddenly one of the boys poked a little girl. but he didn't know that this girl had a great defender. this little boy with eyeglasses on the photo covered the girl with his body and began defending her from the pokes. when he realized that he had too many competitors, he called his older brother, took his hand and showed his brother's muscles - proving that boys would have great problems if they didn't stop.

and you know the funny thing about this story? the girl didn't want to be defended, in the end she hit the boy with eyeglasses saying to leave her alone. the morale is all the same - in all ages, situations and stories girls really do like bad boys.

dreamgirl

i want you to meet mariam - the best proof of the fact that georgia's new generation is supercool. she wears her mother's vintage dresses, takes amazing pictures with her film camera, listens to bob dylan, rides old bike with basket full of flowers, walks with balloons in the streets, loves her friends, meeting new people - new interesting people-, reading great books, eating in nice cafes, travelling and most importantly - dreaming. dreaming about her future with lots of new cities, emotions and people in it. and it's not just dreaming - it's planning, because she definitely knows where she wants to be and what she wants to do. 

and oh! she is super caring. she is full of surprises and ideas on how to make people happy. and i am one of the examples of that.

what else does she need to be a dreamgirl?

without title

these days i have been receiving some bad emotions from people who shouldn't be giving them to me. but you know what lesson i learned? there are different kinds of people in this world and it's foolish to expect kindness and politeness from everyone. even from those to whom you have always been kind and polite.

having said that i want to share a very nice song with you, which keeps me smiling these hard days. and its lyrics have nothing to do with my emotions. because i really believe that love is the only thing that can save us and that it is really cool to fall in love.

arranging future

bachi's sister told me the other day that according to some old georgian tradition, when you cut the nails of a newborn for the first time, you should save them. then those nails should be put in such places, where you want your child to be or what you want your child to like in future. you can leave them between the pages of books, in a piano, on a tennis court ..

i don't have all the nails, but i managed to keep three of them safe, so the choice now is which three things i want my son to like in future. music he likes already, the love for books is a good thing to arrange now, since reading is not something boys adore, maybe this method will help. but one thing i know for sure - i want my child to study in the same university where i spent the greatest years of my student life.

so today, before finally leaving for georgia, i took a ride to my alma mater - mgimo - in order to leave a fingernail there. they wouldn't let me inside the lecture halls, but i managed to fulfill my mission in the entrance.

let's see how it works, i will check in some 20 years :)

ჩემი მამაჩემი

მინდა მოგიყვეთ მამაჩემზე. ამ პოსტს დავწერ ქართულად, რადგან მინდა რომ მამამ წაიკითხოს: ხშირად არ შემიძლია სიტყვებით გამოვხატო ის, რისი დაწერაც უკეთესად გამომდის. დავწერ ქართულად, რა თქმა უნდა,  ბევრი შეცდომებით, მაგრამ ძალიან გულიდან.

ვინც არ იცნობთ მამაჩემს, ძალიან ბევრი რამე გაქვთ დაკარგული. იმიტომ რომ ასეთი ადამიანი მეორე არ დადის ამ ქვეყანაზე. და ასეთი მამა უნდა ინატროს ყველამ. მამა, რომელიც მთელი თავის ცხოვრება იმისთვის ცხოვრობს, რომ მე და ანი ვიყოთ კარგად, რომ არავინ არ გაგვაბრაზოს, არ გვაწყენინოს, ყველაფერი გვქონდეს, თუნდაც ამისთვის თვითონ მოიკლოს ყველაფერი.

ყველაზე მაგარი რამ არის ის, რომ მამა ზუსტად ხვდება ყოველთვის ყველაფერს, ყოველთვის იცის რა უნდა გითხრას, როგორ უნდა დაგაწყნაროს და დაგიდგეს გვერდში, ზუსტად ისე აგიხსნის ყველაფერს, რომ ის რაზეც ნერვები გეშლებოდა ორ წამში სიცილს იწვევს.

ისეთი მამა მყავს, რომ სულ ყოველთვის მეამაყება - ერთი სული მაქვს ხოლმე როდის გავაცნობ ყველას - რომ იცოდნენ როგორი მაგარი მამა მყავს. ყველა ასაკის ადამიანთან რომ შეუძლია მეგობრობა და დროსტარება.

ყველაზე ძალიან მიხარია, რომ ჩემ პატარა ილუშკას ესეთი მაგარია ბაბუა ჰყავს - რეებს ასწავლის და როგორ გაზრდის!