Thursday, March 27, 2014

boys, boys, boys

Boy-  Noise with dirt on it

Ahhh, yes quite possibly.  But I am not here to talk about the messiness of boys.


I am at this point in my life where I look at my baby boy who is no longer a baby, he just turned 4, but he is MY baby, my last child that I carried in my womb for 9 months.  Oh, how my heart is saddened by the thought of this, and oh how this little guy has stolen his mommy's heart. This empty nest that I will one day have, "we" will one day have makes me sad, and just like that, all of our children will be gone.  I know this won't happen for many many years, but it is hard to grasp that thought.


And so today, I am looking forward to that not only do I have one little boy that I gave birth too, but that I will soon have 2 more little fellas AND their dad in my life, and for that I can not wait!  I also know some little girls who are pretty stoked about this, as well as their brother.

*Calm down, no proposal yet ... but I know it's coming*  wink wink




Starring: Savannah, Ella, Lily, Connor, Dillon and none other mister grouchy pants Graham
*photo bomb exclusively by fat guy in a little suit* 




Blessings! xo



How to raise a teenager?


I am not quite sure, can someone please tell me.  -K- thanks!




Everyday I ask myself that question. "How do I raise a teenager?"  Especially a daughter, and one day I will have teenagers all at the same time, but at least at that point, I'll have a little testosterone to throw into this mixture of hormonal women.  Geeesh, I am really going to feel sorry for these boys.  We are definitely going to need some kind of man-cave in our house Joshua.

In a way, I don't think it can necessarily be all on the parents. I've heard it takes a village to raise kids, I think it takes more like a flipping city or community to raise a teenager! Especially in our world today.

I am so grateful to be able to say that I or we have that surrounding us. I am grateful for our loved ones, our church family and friends we consider family to help raise this teenage child.

                                                   I can feel the gray hairs begin to sprout!



Blessings!
xo