Okay, most everyone who knows me, knows I am not a girly girl. I was a bit of a tom-boy growing up, and never really inherited the girly gene. When I was born, my grandpa wanted a grandson, and he and my dad treated me like one. I had electric trains, race cars, Evel Knieval stunt bike (not one you could ride), etc. I used to go hunting with my dad when I was about 5 & hold tiny squirrel feet while he skinned them. My little sister, on the other hand, is totally girly. For this reason, I always count on her when I need to improve my girliness. I am slowly evolving from a tom-boy, into a normal girl.
Today Grayson requests a bubble bath…at first, all is well.
I then do what any normal mother would do, and torture him with a matching beard and take photos of the aftermath.
This is what Kylie typically looks like…
I started working out this week, which means I’m ridiculously sore, which for some reason has affected my brain function, so straight to the random thoughts.
2. For Greg’s birthday I asked him what kind of cake he wanted. He mumbled something incoherent at me, so I asked, ‘Chocolate? Yellow? Orange? ‘Nana?’ He muttered ‘Yeah.’ This is what he got:
Recently we’ve been having an issue with attitude around our house. Not sure where it is all coming from (I have a few suspicions), but part of it is me. I have been pretty much obsessed with thriving for perfection (which I am working on)…which is way to much pressure for anyone. The stress level at our house has been high, but since attending the Transparency Conference @ Brand New Church, I’ve been working on some stuff, so it’s gotten better.
Do you remember back in the day, when life was all about cartoons, candy, and toys?
Just wanted to wish all the mom’s & grandma’s out there a Happy Mother’s Day.