Well, I am blogging from outside Trader Joes. The girls decided they wanted one more thing, so I let them go in and get it themselves. They are at a great age and I am truly loving every minute of it.
So far today, I have colored my hair, baked banana muffins, gone to Costco to fulfill a list for me and two other people, delivered the goods, dropped off and picked up my kids from a play date, and now stopping at TJs to get salad foru lunch.
People are out everywhere, doing their last minute stocking up for their Thanksgiving feast.
As I am sitting here waiting for the girls, I am watching the people scurry with looks of stress on their face. The closest thing I see to a smile is fierce determination. I feel like people are looking at me smiling wondering what is wrong with me. But the truth is, I am truly grateful for a day off with my girls. And I don't care how we spend it.
So, if you are one of those with fierce determination on your face and you are rushing around in a frenzy trying to get things done, remember this.....
Take a deep breath, because you will get through this.
If that doesn't work, then lower your expectations, learn to delegate, and have yourself a great day!!!
Happy Wednesday
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Fail to plan, plan to fail.....
Every feel like you are flying by the seat of your pants? Well my friends, welcome to my world!
I know, I know....nothing new here. Right? Well, this is just another story of how I got ahead in one area...and fell behind in another. There always seems to be a cost somewhere.
Interestingly enough, I am totally super okay with it. It just reminds me it is time for the balance to shift.
I am coming to the conclusion that somehow, somewhere someTHING has to give at all times. If we got everything (I mean, like EVERYTHING) we wanted at all times, we would surely not appreciate what is really important.
We need to keep "righting" ourselves to keep in balance. It is like living your life on a tray that is balancing on one point. Too much to one side....you tip. Too much to the other side....you fall. And everything goes topsy turvy.
Now...if you are well balanced like me....you have learned to run around the tray so fast that nothing actually falls off....it just falls over so you can pick it up later when something else is off kilter.
Well in my case this week, the downstairs of my house is (still) clean, and my photo orders are all placed ( including our holiday card), and my weight watchers training has been completed......only my health is now at risk, because I haven't had a good workout in weeks.
Why it was only today that my husband had to bring in a crowbar to remove my butt from the desk chair I was sitting in, because I was so far wedged, I could hardly move. (Don't cry for me Argentina....)
Thankfully, the tray is tipping and I am ready to run to the other side. I can do this. I have done it before.
Sometimes it is best to be okay with what we did not do, because what we did do was so great....it kept the balance well enough for another day.
But, it is time to get those shoes on for the mad dash, and pick up a few fallen items along the way to the other side.
As I always say...balance is key! ( I just don't know who I always say it to!)
Oh well.....Happy Tuesday!
I know, I know....nothing new here. Right? Well, this is just another story of how I got ahead in one area...and fell behind in another. There always seems to be a cost somewhere.
Interestingly enough, I am totally super okay with it. It just reminds me it is time for the balance to shift.
I am coming to the conclusion that somehow, somewhere someTHING has to give at all times. If we got everything (I mean, like EVERYTHING) we wanted at all times, we would surely not appreciate what is really important.
We need to keep "righting" ourselves to keep in balance. It is like living your life on a tray that is balancing on one point. Too much to one side....you tip. Too much to the other side....you fall. And everything goes topsy turvy.
Now...if you are well balanced like me....you have learned to run around the tray so fast that nothing actually falls off....it just falls over so you can pick it up later when something else is off kilter.
Well in my case this week, the downstairs of my house is (still) clean, and my photo orders are all placed ( including our holiday card), and my weight watchers training has been completed......only my health is now at risk, because I haven't had a good workout in weeks.
Why it was only today that my husband had to bring in a crowbar to remove my butt from the desk chair I was sitting in, because I was so far wedged, I could hardly move. (Don't cry for me Argentina....)
Thankfully, the tray is tipping and I am ready to run to the other side. I can do this. I have done it before.
Sometimes it is best to be okay with what we did not do, because what we did do was so great....it kept the balance well enough for another day.
But, it is time to get those shoes on for the mad dash, and pick up a few fallen items along the way to the other side.
As I always say...balance is key! ( I just don't know who I always say it to!)
Oh well.....Happy Tuesday!
Old Age or Seasonal affective disorder....or stress?
I don't know if I'm getting older and this just happens, or I'm just so burned out that my stamina is at a low!
Every Sunday night we have dinner at my house with my mom and best friend. This week, my brother and his family joined us, as well as my brothers best friend, whom I haven't seen in years. I consider him another little brother (even though he towers over me by a foot!...well almost).
It was so nice having everyone gather around the table. I just love listening to the conversations go in a million directions. I miss my little brother and his family, so I'm very grateful for the time together.
But even though I adore them....I started petering out around 8pm. Now, true, I did do 2 photo session, run around town looking for outfits for us and did our family session as well, and didn't have a moment to sit for myself, but still....lasting only until 8pm? That's just sad! Thankfully, everyone else was ready to go too, but I just can't believe how hard it is to stay awake!
Pictures of really old people dozing off in church come flashing over my mind. Maybe the aren't bored after all....maybe this is just what happens and God knows this so he puts lulls in all the sermons to the feeble can take a break from listening? Who knows........
All I know is that once upon a time, I would look at the clock on Sunday nights and be so bummed that mom had to leave by 10, because there were times we were in heated games and not ready for our Sunday night to end!
Now, at 8 o'clock, I'm wishing I could be in bed and let them carry on without me.
That said, I enjoy the company and still look forward to it every Sunday! And thankfully, I have been in good company, because my company is more than happy to pack it up and head out, usually just as tired as me! I guess it's the winter season. We are preparing for hibernation!
Whatever the reason, I'm gonna go with it. Nobody seems to be complaining....but me!
Happy Monday!
Every Sunday night we have dinner at my house with my mom and best friend. This week, my brother and his family joined us, as well as my brothers best friend, whom I haven't seen in years. I consider him another little brother (even though he towers over me by a foot!...well almost).
It was so nice having everyone gather around the table. I just love listening to the conversations go in a million directions. I miss my little brother and his family, so I'm very grateful for the time together.
But even though I adore them....I started petering out around 8pm. Now, true, I did do 2 photo session, run around town looking for outfits for us and did our family session as well, and didn't have a moment to sit for myself, but still....lasting only until 8pm? That's just sad! Thankfully, everyone else was ready to go too, but I just can't believe how hard it is to stay awake!
Pictures of really old people dozing off in church come flashing over my mind. Maybe the aren't bored after all....maybe this is just what happens and God knows this so he puts lulls in all the sermons to the feeble can take a break from listening? Who knows........
All I know is that once upon a time, I would look at the clock on Sunday nights and be so bummed that mom had to leave by 10, because there were times we were in heated games and not ready for our Sunday night to end!
Now, at 8 o'clock, I'm wishing I could be in bed and let them carry on without me.
That said, I enjoy the company and still look forward to it every Sunday! And thankfully, I have been in good company, because my company is more than happy to pack it up and head out, usually just as tired as me! I guess it's the winter season. We are preparing for hibernation!
Whatever the reason, I'm gonna go with it. Nobody seems to be complaining....but me!
Happy Monday!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Christmas Music and gifting
Starting my morning off a little late; had to take my niece and the girls to Krispy Kreme in their pjs for a morning excursion.
My little brother is down visiting for the holidays with his family. I have yet to see him, his wife and their son. They were here yesterday, but I had to clean my house and shoot a bridal shower. When Chris picked up the kids yesterday, he brought home an extra.
It's so great to see family around the holidays. I can't help but reflect back on our childhood and how we were raised.
On the way back from Krispy Kreme, I was switching channels and I heard Christmas music. Aspen said aloud to Savanna, "I love Christmas music!"
For some reason that statement took me back over 30 years. My dad used to play Christmas music ON Christmas. Not before, or after (as I can recall), and it used to bug me. Because it just "showed up" on Christmas. This didn't create the Christmas spirit to me.
I'm not sure what Christmas spirit is, to be honest. I don't know why people talk about it like it's a fond thing, because most people I see this time of year are a bit stressed out and usually anxious about something. Me included.
I'm scrambling to think about what to get for whom. I need to think ahead, because I don't want to buy just anything. I really want it to be special.
But, now I ask the question: what is "special"?
I never understood why my parents stood back on Christmas and watched us rip open our presents. They never had anything from us (again that i can recall). We lived a priveleged life. Not a rich one; but priveleged. When I think back on my Christas' a few gifts stand out. One was of a set of monkeys that hugged each other. I don't know why I remember these monkeys. But they were special. They were something I hadn't asked for. And then I remember the game of Risk. It was something I asked for, but ultimately never ended up learning how to play it and so it sat there unused.
It's interesting to me that the item I didn't ask for was more special and lasted way longer than the item I thought I wanted. As any kid, how would I know the difference. I want what I want and that is that!
But in the end, it was the love of the gift given that I didn't ask for that held the most love. And therefore got the most joy from me, the recipient. It's almost like my dad knew exactly what he wanted me to have. I wish I still had those monkeys today!
So in thinking about the Christmas spirit, my goal ever year, is to find those monkeys for my loved ones. Unfortunately, at the end of the day....I usually end up with Risk!
Christmas spirit for me, is in the days that lead up to the holiday. It is the constant reminder of what we have. Right now. Both in each other and ourselves. It is the gift that was given to us from God that there is honestly no way we can repay. Which in my opinion is why it is so hard to "gift" at the holidays.
So I will do my best to sing those Christmas songs with my girls every day until Christmas. And I will be thankful for all we have. And the gifts......ehhhh ....whatever!!!
Happy Sunday!
My little brother is down visiting for the holidays with his family. I have yet to see him, his wife and their son. They were here yesterday, but I had to clean my house and shoot a bridal shower. When Chris picked up the kids yesterday, he brought home an extra.
It's so great to see family around the holidays. I can't help but reflect back on our childhood and how we were raised.
On the way back from Krispy Kreme, I was switching channels and I heard Christmas music. Aspen said aloud to Savanna, "I love Christmas music!"
For some reason that statement took me back over 30 years. My dad used to play Christmas music ON Christmas. Not before, or after (as I can recall), and it used to bug me. Because it just "showed up" on Christmas. This didn't create the Christmas spirit to me.
I'm not sure what Christmas spirit is, to be honest. I don't know why people talk about it like it's a fond thing, because most people I see this time of year are a bit stressed out and usually anxious about something. Me included.
I'm scrambling to think about what to get for whom. I need to think ahead, because I don't want to buy just anything. I really want it to be special.
But, now I ask the question: what is "special"?
I never understood why my parents stood back on Christmas and watched us rip open our presents. They never had anything from us (again that i can recall). We lived a priveleged life. Not a rich one; but priveleged. When I think back on my Christas' a few gifts stand out. One was of a set of monkeys that hugged each other. I don't know why I remember these monkeys. But they were special. They were something I hadn't asked for. And then I remember the game of Risk. It was something I asked for, but ultimately never ended up learning how to play it and so it sat there unused.
It's interesting to me that the item I didn't ask for was more special and lasted way longer than the item I thought I wanted. As any kid, how would I know the difference. I want what I want and that is that!
But in the end, it was the love of the gift given that I didn't ask for that held the most love. And therefore got the most joy from me, the recipient. It's almost like my dad knew exactly what he wanted me to have. I wish I still had those monkeys today!
So in thinking about the Christmas spirit, my goal ever year, is to find those monkeys for my loved ones. Unfortunately, at the end of the day....I usually end up with Risk!
Christmas spirit for me, is in the days that lead up to the holiday. It is the constant reminder of what we have. Right now. Both in each other and ourselves. It is the gift that was given to us from God that there is honestly no way we can repay. Which in my opinion is why it is so hard to "gift" at the holidays.
So I will do my best to sing those Christmas songs with my girls every day until Christmas. And I will be thankful for all we have. And the gifts......ehhhh ....whatever!!!
Happy Sunday!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Go team
The stage is set. The lists are ready. The responsibilities doled out. The team is assembled and ready to go.
For what you ask?
To clean house!!
Earlier this week I enlisted the help of a friend to walk around and make a list of all the chores that need to be done, as this I'd a no brainer for her, she was eager to oblige.
Truth is, she knows me and my house so well, she hardly had to walk around the house to come up with over 60 items to clean. She made a list for every member of the house, and today she is coming over to supervise and put it all into play.
We have a four hour window, and at least 25 chores each to conquer in that time limit.
The goal is that this is the beginning of our housecleaning regimin.
This week we will implement the sticks.
My girlfriend took my idea and ran with it. She has a three story house and four children and two dogs. They had to let their cleaning people go and she was a bit stressed.
I mentioned my thoughts about making two cars and putting Popsicle sticks in the jars. The first jar is the "to do" jar, while the. Other is "completed". Each stick has a chore. The chores get picked, completed, and moved to the completed jar. And at the end of one or two weeks, they go back, and u start over.
Not only did she love the idea, she ran with it, and has put it in place. She has a jar for each child. One of her daughters was feeling very motivated and completed all eleven of her chores in one day. It is really working.
For us, we just need it clearly laid out. So we will be implementing this process into our lives.
It gives everyone direction as well as motivation, which is nice.
And though I can't yet say I am excited about all this; I am eager to have our team all together, ready to go, with one purpose in mind, and motivation behind us, as well as the support of the best friend ever.
It makes me wanna get team jerseys to up the ante!!!
But one step at a time.......
Happy Saturday
For what you ask?
To clean house!!
Earlier this week I enlisted the help of a friend to walk around and make a list of all the chores that need to be done, as this I'd a no brainer for her, she was eager to oblige.
Truth is, she knows me and my house so well, she hardly had to walk around the house to come up with over 60 items to clean. She made a list for every member of the house, and today she is coming over to supervise and put it all into play.
We have a four hour window, and at least 25 chores each to conquer in that time limit.
The goal is that this is the beginning of our housecleaning regimin.
This week we will implement the sticks.
My girlfriend took my idea and ran with it. She has a three story house and four children and two dogs. They had to let their cleaning people go and she was a bit stressed.
I mentioned my thoughts about making two cars and putting Popsicle sticks in the jars. The first jar is the "to do" jar, while the. Other is "completed". Each stick has a chore. The chores get picked, completed, and moved to the completed jar. And at the end of one or two weeks, they go back, and u start over.
Not only did she love the idea, she ran with it, and has put it in place. She has a jar for each child. One of her daughters was feeling very motivated and completed all eleven of her chores in one day. It is really working.
For us, we just need it clearly laid out. So we will be implementing this process into our lives.
It gives everyone direction as well as motivation, which is nice.
And though I can't yet say I am excited about all this; I am eager to have our team all together, ready to go, with one purpose in mind, and motivation behind us, as well as the support of the best friend ever.
It makes me wanna get team jerseys to up the ante!!!
But one step at a time.......
Happy Saturday
Friday, November 18, 2011
Mobbed...and then what?
I just watched a video clip of a show called "Mobbed". I have never seen it before, but basically, it is a show where the "mob" people like a flash mob.
In this particular episode, a girl was mobbed with a flashbob, followed by a wedding proposal followed by a wedding. In TV time, it happened in a few minutes.
At first I was very emotional. What a great wedding proposal. I even got tears. And then the fiance asks, "Do you want to get married right now??" Well, I'm sorry; what is the girl supposed to say? She is literally surrounded by thousands of people who just went through the effort of flashmobbing her and they are all staring at her. Does she have the chance to say no? NO! So, she hesistates and looks around (still completely overwhelmed with all that just happened to her) and she sees her best friends coming towards her, already dressed in "bridesmaid" attire and she loses it again. ( Apparently flown in from Chicago).
Bride to be says yes, everyone starts dancing again, they put a dress on her that looks like a tent, while she has mascara and eyeliner running down her face from all the crying....you're starting to lose me.....
In the end her parents and family was there and she ended up married......My tears have dried up.
I started getting filled with tons of thoughts and questions (welcome to my brain).
Most of the fun in getting engaged (from what I can remember), is being able to personally share it with all your friends....in due time. And then the fun is in planning the wedding and having the experience with the bridesmaids in choosing ugly dresses that they'll never wear again! (c'mon...we all have the best intentions).
And then planning the wedding; finding the venue, cutting the guest list, getting in fights, happy surprises, budget cuts, unexpected gifts, choosing the flowers, photographer, cake tasting........
This poor girl, though she got what she wanted....did she get it how she wanted it?
No doubt this was a grand gesture. But my final questions are this......
How will she feel 'tomorrow' when she wakes up?
And
He shot his wad going out of the gate with the wedding...but for the rest of his life with her, how will he ever follow this one up?????
Think it through people...that's all I'm sayin!!
Happy Friday!
In this particular episode, a girl was mobbed with a flashbob, followed by a wedding proposal followed by a wedding. In TV time, it happened in a few minutes.
At first I was very emotional. What a great wedding proposal. I even got tears. And then the fiance asks, "Do you want to get married right now??" Well, I'm sorry; what is the girl supposed to say? She is literally surrounded by thousands of people who just went through the effort of flashmobbing her and they are all staring at her. Does she have the chance to say no? NO! So, she hesistates and looks around (still completely overwhelmed with all that just happened to her) and she sees her best friends coming towards her, already dressed in "bridesmaid" attire and she loses it again. ( Apparently flown in from Chicago).
Bride to be says yes, everyone starts dancing again, they put a dress on her that looks like a tent, while she has mascara and eyeliner running down her face from all the crying....you're starting to lose me.....
In the end her parents and family was there and she ended up married......My tears have dried up.
I started getting filled with tons of thoughts and questions (welcome to my brain).
Most of the fun in getting engaged (from what I can remember), is being able to personally share it with all your friends....in due time. And then the fun is in planning the wedding and having the experience with the bridesmaids in choosing ugly dresses that they'll never wear again! (c'mon...we all have the best intentions).
And then planning the wedding; finding the venue, cutting the guest list, getting in fights, happy surprises, budget cuts, unexpected gifts, choosing the flowers, photographer, cake tasting........
This poor girl, though she got what she wanted....did she get it how she wanted it?
No doubt this was a grand gesture. But my final questions are this......
How will she feel 'tomorrow' when she wakes up?
And
He shot his wad going out of the gate with the wedding...but for the rest of his life with her, how will he ever follow this one up?????
Think it through people...that's all I'm sayin!!
Happy Friday!
Thursday, November 17, 2011
So THAT'S what a real mom is like.....
I am actually way late in getting this thing started so it may be short, unless I can get my fingers to go faster....so hold on tight!
Why am I late you ask? (Well true, not as late as some days, and not late to you, but definitely to me, because I usually start this and finish by this time.....)
Well, this morning I was like a mom!
What do you mean, a mom? Of course you're a mom, don't be silly!!!
Yes, true, by default, I am a mom (and thanks for that!) But truth is, I got up this morning and did what I call "mom" duties for my kids.
Like what?
Well, thanks again for asking.....
Earlier this week we had teacher conferences (always a big "gulp" for me, because I never know what to expect).
Turns out one of my kids may have some learning issues. Now, as we are not sure, because she is naturally fidgety, I decided to look at diet first. And then get alarmed afterwards. At this point, I'm thinking I know the issues......but I will have to confirm it this week.....
One day a few years ago, I watched my daughter sitting at the table. She was so focused on her task, it was adorable. And within 20 minutes, something had transpired, and I wasn't sure what!......so I took a step back and wondered, what happened in the last 20 minutes. Then I looked at the table, and a light bulb as big as New York hit me in the head....
her snack....
Now, being a relatively new mom at the time (under 10 years, I think she was closer to 5) I didn't realize how certain things would affect my child. But as I looked her her Chocolate Milk and Cinnamon Granola balls (a gift from grandma thank you), I realized that the sugar has taken over my child, and I'm not sure who she is right now......
I literally watched as she bounced out of control and I could do nothing about it except let the sugar wear off. I was completely taken aback!!!
Now, keep in mind, this same snack would not have affected my other daughter this way, which is why it took me some serious figuring out.
But as I sat in front of this teacher, who told me some concerning thoughts, I realized, I need to see some changes through. Because the bottom line was, I was responsible for my child and I need to take a look at her habits and see which ones need changing and start the implementation pronto!!!
Does that mean more stuff just fell on my plate??? Absolutely! But if not me, than who! I want to see my children thrive. And I do believe this issue can be corrected, so I have been getting up the past two days to actually cook for breakfast....for her!
Now, as a mom, we make decisions every day. And for some of us, it's the mere thought of getting through the day that drives our decisions. I'm struggling as it is trying to get everything done, and my house is a mess, so clearly, I'm already lacking.
But in my opinion (as Erma Bombeck says), in 20 years I won't be talking about how clean my house was (clearly), but I will be talking about how my children grew. I will be reflecting back asking myself, "Did I make the best possible decisions for my children. And, did I take enough action to guide them into being responsible human beings!"
By this question, I know today, that I may have to work a little harder to help my child thrive and yes it will take more time, but is she worth it? Absolutely?
Part of self confidence comes in the things we can accomplish. If a child is sitting in class, and can't accomplish simple deeds, they feel incompetent. And they start to judge themselves harshly. They feel self conscious...and they do not thrive. Which could lead to social withdrawal and further depression.
Wouldn't it be sad if no one looked at that child and realized the "fix" was actually quite simple. It just took a few extra moments of time in each day?
Children are individuals. My sister once said so beautifully....Children aren't ours...they pass through us. (love you Mo). It's so true! Each child is their own little soul. It is up to the parents to lift them up and guide them and teach them well. To disseminate right from wrong.
My daughter was in the car with me yesterday and she was disappointed in a decision we had to make. And my response to her was simple: The Right decision isn't always "comfortable". A parent will realize this and pass it on to their children. Because if we grow up making poor decisions in front of our children, it doesn't matter what we have told them. Because our actions speak louder than words.
OUR ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS!!!!!!!!
So, I made breakfast and lunch for my children today. Something I usually ask that they take care of themselves. But as that has not been working out so well....I will play mom until they learn better.
(Did I say this was going to be short!??? Silly me)
Happy Thursday
Why am I late you ask? (Well true, not as late as some days, and not late to you, but definitely to me, because I usually start this and finish by this time.....)
Well, this morning I was like a mom!
What do you mean, a mom? Of course you're a mom, don't be silly!!!
Yes, true, by default, I am a mom (and thanks for that!) But truth is, I got up this morning and did what I call "mom" duties for my kids.
Like what?
Well, thanks again for asking.....
Earlier this week we had teacher conferences (always a big "gulp" for me, because I never know what to expect).
Turns out one of my kids may have some learning issues. Now, as we are not sure, because she is naturally fidgety, I decided to look at diet first. And then get alarmed afterwards. At this point, I'm thinking I know the issues......but I will have to confirm it this week.....
One day a few years ago, I watched my daughter sitting at the table. She was so focused on her task, it was adorable. And within 20 minutes, something had transpired, and I wasn't sure what!......so I took a step back and wondered, what happened in the last 20 minutes. Then I looked at the table, and a light bulb as big as New York hit me in the head....
her snack....
Now, being a relatively new mom at the time (under 10 years, I think she was closer to 5) I didn't realize how certain things would affect my child. But as I looked her her Chocolate Milk and Cinnamon Granola balls (a gift from grandma thank you), I realized that the sugar has taken over my child, and I'm not sure who she is right now......
I literally watched as she bounced out of control and I could do nothing about it except let the sugar wear off. I was completely taken aback!!!
Now, keep in mind, this same snack would not have affected my other daughter this way, which is why it took me some serious figuring out.
But as I sat in front of this teacher, who told me some concerning thoughts, I realized, I need to see some changes through. Because the bottom line was, I was responsible for my child and I need to take a look at her habits and see which ones need changing and start the implementation pronto!!!
Does that mean more stuff just fell on my plate??? Absolutely! But if not me, than who! I want to see my children thrive. And I do believe this issue can be corrected, so I have been getting up the past two days to actually cook for breakfast....for her!
Now, as a mom, we make decisions every day. And for some of us, it's the mere thought of getting through the day that drives our decisions. I'm struggling as it is trying to get everything done, and my house is a mess, so clearly, I'm already lacking.
But in my opinion (as Erma Bombeck says), in 20 years I won't be talking about how clean my house was (clearly), but I will be talking about how my children grew. I will be reflecting back asking myself, "Did I make the best possible decisions for my children. And, did I take enough action to guide them into being responsible human beings!"
By this question, I know today, that I may have to work a little harder to help my child thrive and yes it will take more time, but is she worth it? Absolutely?
Part of self confidence comes in the things we can accomplish. If a child is sitting in class, and can't accomplish simple deeds, they feel incompetent. And they start to judge themselves harshly. They feel self conscious...and they do not thrive. Which could lead to social withdrawal and further depression.
Wouldn't it be sad if no one looked at that child and realized the "fix" was actually quite simple. It just took a few extra moments of time in each day?
Children are individuals. My sister once said so beautifully....Children aren't ours...they pass through us. (love you Mo). It's so true! Each child is their own little soul. It is up to the parents to lift them up and guide them and teach them well. To disseminate right from wrong.
My daughter was in the car with me yesterday and she was disappointed in a decision we had to make. And my response to her was simple: The Right decision isn't always "comfortable". A parent will realize this and pass it on to their children. Because if we grow up making poor decisions in front of our children, it doesn't matter what we have told them. Because our actions speak louder than words.
OUR ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS!!!!!!!!
So, I made breakfast and lunch for my children today. Something I usually ask that they take care of themselves. But as that has not been working out so well....I will play mom until they learn better.
(Did I say this was going to be short!??? Silly me)
Happy Thursday
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