The above photos were my idea of redecorating and Shaylee's idea of redecorating. You decide which you think is better!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The redecorators.....
The above photos were my idea of redecorating and Shaylee's idea of redecorating. You decide which you think is better!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Regrets....
They say you should live your life with no regrets. We would all like to say that this is true for us. But sadly, some of us do have the regrets in our past.
Some can say that they have none, others still can say they only have a handful, and then there are some like myself who have more than we care to think about, but sometimes late at night when we can't sleep they creep back to the front of our minds.
Not to go into any great detail on my regrets, which there are many and this is not the place to tell your deepest darkest secrets, I will say a few things...
There is a stretch of my life where I allowed myself to let others determine what I did who I listened to, who my friends could be and what I would do. I am not going to place the blame on anyone except myself, I forgot who I was just so that I would be accepted and feel needed. At the time I knew it was wrong and I was never really happy, but I was afraid to stop letting others determine my lifestyle for me, so I just stayed a shell of myself, until one day when I realized that it had to stop and I needed to grow a backbone and be the person I knew I was meant to be.
I tell you this story to let you know that even though my road has not always been perfect and at times I walked or ran down it with my eyes closed, that there is hope for the future. I chose to stop and open my eyes and really examine who I had become and take back a hold of my life and my destiny. I still don't always make the right choices but I am doing my best to live the rest of my life with no regrets.
Some can say that they have none, others still can say they only have a handful, and then there are some like myself who have more than we care to think about, but sometimes late at night when we can't sleep they creep back to the front of our minds.
Not to go into any great detail on my regrets, which there are many and this is not the place to tell your deepest darkest secrets, I will say a few things...
There is a stretch of my life where I allowed myself to let others determine what I did who I listened to, who my friends could be and what I would do. I am not going to place the blame on anyone except myself, I forgot who I was just so that I would be accepted and feel needed. At the time I knew it was wrong and I was never really happy, but I was afraid to stop letting others determine my lifestyle for me, so I just stayed a shell of myself, until one day when I realized that it had to stop and I needed to grow a backbone and be the person I knew I was meant to be.
I tell you this story to let you know that even though my road has not always been perfect and at times I walked or ran down it with my eyes closed, that there is hope for the future. I chose to stop and open my eyes and really examine who I had become and take back a hold of my life and my destiny. I still don't always make the right choices but I am doing my best to live the rest of my life with no regrets.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
A Little Dirt Won't Hurt!
My sister Carrie is always telling people to eat rocks...and although my daughter is too young to know what that means and has never heard her say it, but she sure loves to try it. At first I chased her around and kept pulling the dirt out of her mouth but after awhile I found that it was a useless endeavor. So, I just made sure that she didn't have any rocks in her mouth to go along with the dirt.Plus, kids eat dirt all the time and that is nothing compared to what one of my nephews did when he was at the crawling around age. He got into a litter box and helped himself to some cat droppings and my sister completely freaked out and made our mother clean him up.
So, I figure dirt is nothing compared to that!!!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Toddlers laughing in the kitchen.....
As a parent you should know that two or more kids in a room out of site from parents almost always equals trouble. With that being said, I will share my story...
Yesterday, while at my sister's house my daughter and her son who are 10 months old and a two year old were playing together in the kitchen, just out of our line of sight and all of the sudden we hear giggling. So, I ask my sister what do you think they are doing in there? She said probably getting into trouble. We both kind of laugh, but neither of us go in and check on them, after all they sound happy so no need to go upset them and our peace.
A few minutes later my daughter comes crawling into the living room and her face is covered in something white. That is when I start to worry and go into the kitchen to see what they were into. On the floor there is a hospital measuring beaker the my sister uses to warm up her daughter's bottles in, and in the bottom is a white paste like substance. I run out into the living room and show my sister and ask if she thinks they got into soap. She says no I don't have powdered soap. So I start listing thing off like flour and she exclaims Powdered Sugar!!! Because the night before they had crepes for dinner and there had been about a quarter cup of powdered sugar on the counter.
What had happened was, her son had got the beaker with the water down from the island earlier and spilled most of it on the floor and my sister had sat it back up on it's bottom but not put it up out of his reach, because she got distracted. Then the sugar was at a distance she thought was out of his reach on the counter, but as we found out not quite far enough back from the edge. Her son watches her make rolls and bread a lot, so having observed the act of mixing ingredients on multiple occasions, he concocted his own little recipe.
It's funny how much lids pick up from observation that they use when you least expect it.
Yesterday, while at my sister's house my daughter and her son who are 10 months old and a two year old were playing together in the kitchen, just out of our line of sight and all of the sudden we hear giggling. So, I ask my sister what do you think they are doing in there? She said probably getting into trouble. We both kind of laugh, but neither of us go in and check on them, after all they sound happy so no need to go upset them and our peace.
A few minutes later my daughter comes crawling into the living room and her face is covered in something white. That is when I start to worry and go into the kitchen to see what they were into. On the floor there is a hospital measuring beaker the my sister uses to warm up her daughter's bottles in, and in the bottom is a white paste like substance. I run out into the living room and show my sister and ask if she thinks they got into soap. She says no I don't have powdered soap. So I start listing thing off like flour and she exclaims Powdered Sugar!!! Because the night before they had crepes for dinner and there had been about a quarter cup of powdered sugar on the counter.
What had happened was, her son had got the beaker with the water down from the island earlier and spilled most of it on the floor and my sister had sat it back up on it's bottom but not put it up out of his reach, because she got distracted. Then the sugar was at a distance she thought was out of his reach on the counter, but as we found out not quite far enough back from the edge. Her son watches her make rolls and bread a lot, so having observed the act of mixing ingredients on multiple occasions, he concocted his own little recipe.
It's funny how much lids pick up from observation that they use when you least expect it.
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