Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Pretty Little Liars

I'd like to know how you can be a down right liar and be pretty....it makes you ugly.
This is why I never ask anyone...."Do you like my hair", "Do these jeans make my butt look good"
If I were to ask these questions I would hope that my friends would tell the truth to me....hence not asking them. Those are "kind" lies. What I really cant stand are the ones that just make you look good or better than the next person.

I love this saying that I found on good'ole Pintrest.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine's Day

I'm a believer in celebrating a holiday to the fullest for my kids sake. The looks on their faces when they woke up this morning to a bucket of goodies made me fuzzy inside. Heart shaped waffles that had them amazed that cereal wasn't on the menu. The looks on their faces and the joy of them coming out of school with all of their Valentines given by their classmates is always fun to hear about.

More times then not Greg and I skip celebrating holidays for each other. We always say that we rather spend the money on something for the kids or something that is needed for the house or car.

I wish Greg could have seen the look on my face as I opened the door with a crying kid in my hands and another at my feet yelling "Cheetos's". I almost started to cry. I don't care if its a Holiday in which a guy is supposed to remember that he loves me. Sometimes in the mist of our busy schedules in New Mexico or Arizona, just knowing that a smile will be brought to my face is what matters. It worked.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

One proud Parent

A couple of months ago a friend and I were talking about facebook. She told me that I quite often compliment my kids and their behavior or achievements in school and in outside school activities. I have since then learned that it bugs people to hear of these postings, as if I'm trying to "one up" or brag about my kids in a hasty way. In a sense I understood but then just last night, I read of a person "bragging" about getting a raise and it all came clearer to me.

This is my JOB. These four beautiful daughters are my biggest blessing and achievement in life. I have messed up so much that they are what I give my all to. I'm actually not to bad at it either. I have learned to tell myself that I'm doing the best I can and I SHOULD be happy and BRAG about their achievements in school or other activities.

You wont ever see me write that I got a raise, hit a quota or landed a deal at my work. But my accomplishments will come in the form of my kids.

So from here on out I'm not going to tip toe around the fact that Tylerr is "gifted" (the words the school ELP and Psychologist used at her school) or the fact that Kennedy struggles so much that we have tears every night, so when she gets a good grades I celebrate it like its her birthday!

So for the people out there that think that I am "bragging" I am. I am happy for my kids and their achievements. This doesn't mean that I also wont be right along side you cheering your own child on with their own achievements. That's what we do as mom's/ parents we lift each other and our kids up. We don't tear each other down for boasting in our children's success.