Skip to main content

Lessons Learned from Pete the Cat



If you have a younger child, you have probably heard of the Pete the Cat books. There are several; I Love My White Shoes, Rocking in My School Shoes, and Pete the Cat and His Four Groovy Buttons. Watch the below video if you have never heard of Pete the Cat. I bet you will be signing along by the end.




And if you liked that go here and here for the other two! No, really, you have to watch them!!

To give you a synopsis of all of the books, basically things happen to Pete. In adult terms, life happens to Pete. He steps in things, he encounters new, crazy situations, and he loses things. But, the question is asked, "Does Pete cry/worry, etc?" The answer always is, "Goodness No." Because, after all Pete is a cool cat and everything is groovy.

Well, this funky cat got me thinking and I began to wonder if my kids would yell out "Goodness, No." When asked, "Did Mom worry?" Or "Did Mom cry?" or "Did Mom get stressed?" Now, I know that there are times when my kids should see me worry or cry or even get a little stressed, but is that my main mode of operation or am I like Pete the Cat, just strolling along, singing my song?

You see, in all of these books Pete focused on the good things, he did not focus on the one lost button, he sung about the other groovy buttons he still had. When he stepped in things that "ruined" his brand new white shoes, he sung about how he loved his cool new colored shoes. He was thankful for what he had and he was cool with whatever happened.

" . . . because its all good"

I want to be more like Pete the Cat!
(He really is profound for a cat!)

Comments

  1. We love Pete around here, and he's been really good for my boys. But this is the first time I've thought about the moral in the context of ME. So good and definitely food for thought! Thanks!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Gift (Our NFP story) Part 2

(You can read  Part 1 here

     So, by the time Andrew was 18 months old, we knew God was saying no to having more children at the time.  And, as mentioned before, He provided so much peace about it, that we knew we had discerned correctly.  Yet, even with that peace, I had to mourn the fact the we might not ever have any more children.  Yes, we were still open to life, of course, but from the time after Andrew’s birth, until today, we practiced NFP faithfully to avoid pregnancy.  And it took time to accept that we might not have any more children.  There were times when I would hold a friend’s new born baby and then go home and cry because I knew I might not ever know the joy of holding my own baby again.  We live in a community where life is celebrated and families are large.  Usually more than one friend is pregnant at a time.  In those early days, each pregnancy announcement was met with great joy for the friend, but often left me with an empty feeling.  I understood, in many way…

My verse for the year

But now, O LORD, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand.   Isaiah 6:48


There are boxes being unpacked in our home.  Boxes packed and meant to be unpacked in a different home, our new home, in a matter of two weeks.  


About two weeks before Christmas things changed.  Situations changed.  And what we were convinced was God's will just months before, seemed so unlike it now.  Things beyond our control happened and suddenly we were praying and we felt that the best and only solution was to walk away from this new house.  And at the end of  a week of uncertainty, anxiety and tension, once the decision was made to walk away from the house, there was a great deal of peace.   But, as the dust settles from the decision, even though we know it is the best for everyone involved, there is still sadness, still this sense of loss.  As we have prayed again and again, we know each of all of the steps we have made in this whole house journey …

On Waiting

This past weekend we went to a book party for a priest friend who had his second book Living the Beatitudes:A Journey to Life in Christ published last fall.  The party was hosted by another Catholic author.  And, after the cake was cut and people were sitting quietly, the host of the party began to speak.  He began to talk about how great this book is and how insightful so much of it is.  Then he began to share quotes from it.  And I felt as if he chose two of them for me:

"Waiting is the training ground of trust."

"Beauty is the crescendo of waiting"
Now, although we have this book and my husband has read it, I have not (sorry, Fr. B).  But that night, I sat with the book while my hubby and I sat down to attempt to watch a movie and I scoured the book for the above quotes.  Too shy to ask the host for the pages for these quotes, I skimmed page by page until I found them.  And after I found the first quote, I was confronted with line after line about waiting.  I read…