Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Little Eyes
This past week I got my feelings hurt. Really hurt. My first instinct was to be angry, and I was, but my kids were watching. I have three girls that were watching Mama. Watching to see how I would handle my emotions. The last thing they needed to see was drama. Women love drama! Love it!! I hate it! I have never been a drama kind of girl. I had two best friends growing up. We were friends for 20 years. I had one fight with one of them. That's it. I don't want my girls to grow up and think that friendship has to involve drama. It shouldn't. Friendship is about love and compassion and helping one another, not drama. Ladies, our daughters are watching. Let's show them how to be a friend. Let's show them how to love without any strings attached. Let's show them that when our feelings get hurt, that we forgive. Let's show them how to love the unlovable. Let's raise up a generation of young women that don't "do" drama.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Milestones
The children are growing too fast!!!!!!!! Someone has taken my little boy and replaced him with a young man that is almost as tall as me. He is such a big helper. I could not make it without him. He is currently learning how to cook scrambled eggs and sweet tea, (he is southern). He is reading the bible in a year. Not a children's bible, the real deal. He is doing so well. He is doing wonderfully in his homeschooling. Multiplication and division tables are next to learn.
Gracelyn is looking more and more like a young lady. She has such a sense of "diva" about her. She is SO picky about her clothes, Ahhh! But she is so cute at the same time. She has the sweetest little voice and she can be such a big girl. She is doing great in school. She is working her way through the alphabet and today she wrote her name for the first time. Normally they write it and she traces it, but not today. She did it all by herself. What a big girl!
Selah is looking more and more like her big sister. She has the most beautiful blonde hair and the most contaigious laugh. It's right from the belly! She is talking more and more everyday. The house is only quiet when they are all asleep. She is our best eater and makes meal times a delight. She is rubbing off on Preston and Gracelyn which is wonderful. Broccoli for everyone.
And last but not least, our little Kendall. Nine months already, sniff. She is so cute. Love those cheeks! She is now crawling on her hands and knees. She loves her princess castle that Santa brought. She waves and claps with delight. She is such a joy. I think she is all the kids favorite sibling. It really is the cheeks.
They are growing up so fast. I really do try to take it all in. Someday I'll miss the noise, and fighting, and chaos and dirty diapers. The sticky floors, endless laundry and spaghetti sauce covered faces. If only I could stop the clock.
Gracelyn is looking more and more like a young lady. She has such a sense of "diva" about her. She is SO picky about her clothes, Ahhh! But she is so cute at the same time. She has the sweetest little voice and she can be such a big girl. She is doing great in school. She is working her way through the alphabet and today she wrote her name for the first time. Normally they write it and she traces it, but not today. She did it all by herself. What a big girl!
Selah is looking more and more like her big sister. She has the most beautiful blonde hair and the most contaigious laugh. It's right from the belly! She is talking more and more everyday. The house is only quiet when they are all asleep. She is our best eater and makes meal times a delight. She is rubbing off on Preston and Gracelyn which is wonderful. Broccoli for everyone.
And last but not least, our little Kendall. Nine months already, sniff. She is so cute. Love those cheeks! She is now crawling on her hands and knees. She loves her princess castle that Santa brought. She waves and claps with delight. She is such a joy. I think she is all the kids favorite sibling. It really is the cheeks.
They are growing up so fast. I really do try to take it all in. Someday I'll miss the noise, and fighting, and chaos and dirty diapers. The sticky floors, endless laundry and spaghetti sauce covered faces. If only I could stop the clock.
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