To my children:
There were a lot of things in my life I wish I'd been taught. Ways I wish I were guided properly. I will do all that I can to give you all the guidance, love and support for as long as I'm around - and in case you forget, I've put it here in writing...
Life is entirely too short to be so serious all the time! Lighten up - let your freak flag fly!
Hate, anger, jealousy - WASTED emotions... There's no point ever in perpetuating negativity or surrounding yourselves with negative people. It only lingers & sucks you into a dark hole of ick!
Be happy - really happy! And be weird - who the heck cares what anyone else thinks? This will take some skill on your part - because not caring about what people think doesn't truly kick in until after 40 - that's when you realize that this is who you are... Love me as I am or don't love me at all.
As goofy as mommy may be rockin' out to air guitar in the kitchen or singing goofy songs and calling you silly names -- I ASSURE you that when he thinks no one's looking or listening, Daddy is doing the same thing. No matter how big & tough Daddy is - you WILL catch him rocking out to air guitar & singing MOMMY'S silly songs, trust me! Never be "too cool" to have fun!
Be YOURSELF! You are the best you that you can be! Don't waste your time trying to twist yourself in a knot to please someone else - because you are still you and the truth always floats to the surface.
What works for one person won't necessarily work for you... If you're all about jeans & sneakers - but your bff is a stilettos kinda chick - well good for her and her aching feet...Stick with what works for YOU!
Love with all your heart. Love is as much for you as it is for the other person. Yeah, you may get your heart broken from time to time, but no love is wasted. It feels good to have that butterfly feeling in your tummy. Don't waste the chance at feeling that by being to afraid to go for it!
By the same token, not all love is reciprocated & that's ok. Being a stalker is not Ok - as a matter of fact, there are laws against it & it's really just not cool.
Don't care about what other people have to say about you. If someone is dragging you down it's only because they are feeling badly about them self in some way and want to drag you down to their level. Don't go there.
Never let the words, "I can't" leave your lips. Once you've said it, you've already set yourself up for failure. You CAN, and you will! I can't is a cop out for I'm scared, I don't want to and I won't. Just do it!
There's no shame in asking for help. Some things are just to big for one person to handle & that's Ok.
Follow the rules. Yeah, some of the rules are dumb - but they will make sense as you get older. (or not)
Yes, you will get older. There will come a point in time when you look in the mirror and say - hey, who the heck is that old person looking at me... and my love, that old person will be you.
Don't be shocked at 40 something if you mentally still think you can go head to head with a 20 year old. Your brain has not figured out that the body ain't quite what it used to be... Ya know when it kicks in?? When you're jumping on the trampoline with your kids & see them jumping up and landing on their butts & think I wanna do that too -- THEN your brain will kick in with the "what are you CRAZY?" and you will stop. Trust me ... Mentally, I think I can still do cartwheels and round offs into a back hand spring... but the sensible part of my brain laughs at me and flashes a mental picture of me in traction... This day will come.
This should have been up closer to the top -
Love God - He is there. Really! Don't ever forget to pray and thank Him daily. One day, you will see that He really is there and He really is looking out for you.
Do what you say you're going to do & be where you say you're going to be. Honesty & trust are two of the biggest things in every relationship.
Lies are a waste of time and energy. The truth may get you in a boat load of trouble, but at least you will always remember what the truth is.
Don't waste your time trying to reform someone or trying to make someone love you. If the gears don't fit, the gears don't fit.... Move on. Not everyone is meant to be your forever person & that's Ok.
Be VERY careful of the person who you set yourself up with as your forever person. Keep your eyes open & use good judgement - because I assure you, if you have babies together & this is the wrong relationship - you are stuck with this person FOREVER. Like it or not!
That goes for your friends too. People aren't always what they seem and sometimes looking beyond what you see can hurt you.
Surround yourself with people who like to have fun. Honest and trustworthy people who will be there for you - in sickness & health - just like marriage. There's nothing more healing than a true friend in your darkest hour or more amazing to share things with in your brightest hour!
Don't lose touch with your friends! This is one thing I try to live by... If too much time has gone by since you've seen or spoken to a friend - change that! You never know what a call can do for either of you.
When things get hard, and they will at some point - keep moving forward. If you don't climb the mountain, you'll never know how great the view is from the top - or the treasures on the other side.
That which does not kill you, will make you stronger. Don't be afraid.
Smile big - Laugh loud. Even if you feel like crap - it's amazing what a smile & a good hearty laugh can do!
Always remember that this Momma will always love you truly, deeply to the moon & back - forever & ever - and I know that God has an amazing plan for you... Go get it!
... and in typical Jenn fashion, Spin around in circles until you get dizzy and fall down. Then get up and do it again!
Thank you for reading my blog!
~Jenn
Originally written and posted in January 2012
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My life is nuts and I love it just that way! My writing is directly from the heart. If I feel it, if I think it, I write it.... The good, the bad and the ugly. For the most part - Life is GOOD. Soak up every second!! Live, Love, Laugh.... Spin around until you get dizzy and fall down - then get up an do it again!
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Thursday, September 12, 2013
Whispers & Conversational 'isms from the children
I've said it before... I love my neighbors and our neighborhood.
During the summer we routinely get together for whatever reason... BBQ's, swimming, bonfires or just to hang out. Very impromptu.
As the summer wound down and work, school and sports programs started back up, it's been hard to find the time (and energy) to get together.
Summer's last hurrah had kicked in. We are a tired group of moms and dads - BUT we did want to have a neighborhood "last hurrah" while we still had decent weather.
My husband REALLY wanted to have another bonfire. He mentioned this to one of our little friends, who was very excited for a bonfire, so it HAD to happen. I texted everyone and set a time. We had an earlier engagement, so we decided between 7:30 and 8 PM would be the perfect time.
Well, we were detained... Things happen.
I again texted all to let them know that the festivities would begin about a half hour later.
Once we got home, hubby got the bonfire going. I got snacks and music rolling and we waited for our big and little friends to arrive.
I sat down by the fire with my lovely Blue Moon Pumpkin Harvest and when my one of my little friends arrived he sat beside me.
"Miss Jenn," he said. "I just want you to know that I was aggravated that I had to wait for this bonfire to start."
I immediately got a chuckle.
"Aggravated, really? Are you sure that's the word you're looking for? Do you maybe mean impatient?"
"Yes, Miss Jenn. Impatient. I was getting impatient. You said 7:30-8 and now it's almost 9:00."
"Well, yes I did.. but I texted that I'd be a little late. Besides, I waited a WHOLE 20 minutes for you to get here."
He continued...
"Yes... Well I was impatient. I saw you come home and I wanted to leave to come here by myself, but my MOM made me wait...and THEN my mom had to change her clothes and her shoes and that took FOREVER. That's what took me so long."
Of course at this point, I'm cracking up - I love the viewpoint of the short ones....
I've taken note to never again aggravate my young friend and I promise to work on my promptness.
A few hours later, I went inside to check on the other shorter ones who lost interest in the fire. After all, the s'mores were done... What's the point in hanging out with the old people if they're not making s'mores?
As I crept in to check on them - the "let's pretend" conversations that I over heard made my jaw hit the floor.....
"OK, let's pretend we're in the 10th grade and we're pregnant"
Before I go on, let me state - they are 7 years old - 10th grade seems REALLY old to them.
I jumped in - shocked, of course...
"UM... No one here is going to be pregnant in the 10th grade!"
"Well, ......... isn't pregnant anymore, mommy. She had her baby. I WAS pregnant, but MY baby died in my stomach."
WHAT???
Holy heck!! These are not the kinds of conversations that normally fly around our house.
I assure you - there were plenty of conversations had the next day!
(On the "dead baby" note, the girls heard discussion of their teacher losing her baby, so this is how they processed the situation.)
I also must add that in the boys' pretend world...one one was a professional wrestler, another a college educated life guard, his little brother was the life guard assistant. None claimed rights to any of the babies and stated... EWWWWW, that's gross.
All is well in boy world.
Now to explain to my short one that there will be no babies, pregnancies or heaven forbid "dead babies" until after high school, college and an established career or 75 years of age. Whichever comes first.
Kids, gotta love 'em.
Ya just never know what the next jaw dropping moment will be.
Thank you for reading my blog!!
~Jenn
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During the summer we routinely get together for whatever reason... BBQ's, swimming, bonfires or just to hang out. Very impromptu.
As the summer wound down and work, school and sports programs started back up, it's been hard to find the time (and energy) to get together.
Summer's last hurrah had kicked in. We are a tired group of moms and dads - BUT we did want to have a neighborhood "last hurrah" while we still had decent weather.
My husband REALLY wanted to have another bonfire. He mentioned this to one of our little friends, who was very excited for a bonfire, so it HAD to happen. I texted everyone and set a time. We had an earlier engagement, so we decided between 7:30 and 8 PM would be the perfect time.
Well, we were detained... Things happen.
I again texted all to let them know that the festivities would begin about a half hour later.
Once we got home, hubby got the bonfire going. I got snacks and music rolling and we waited for our big and little friends to arrive.
I sat down by the fire with my lovely Blue Moon Pumpkin Harvest and when my one of my little friends arrived he sat beside me.
"Miss Jenn," he said. "I just want you to know that I was aggravated that I had to wait for this bonfire to start."
I immediately got a chuckle.
"Aggravated, really? Are you sure that's the word you're looking for? Do you maybe mean impatient?"
"Yes, Miss Jenn. Impatient. I was getting impatient. You said 7:30-8 and now it's almost 9:00."
"Well, yes I did.. but I texted that I'd be a little late. Besides, I waited a WHOLE 20 minutes for you to get here."
He continued...
"Yes... Well I was impatient. I saw you come home and I wanted to leave to come here by myself, but my MOM made me wait...and THEN my mom had to change her clothes and her shoes and that took FOREVER. That's what took me so long."
Of course at this point, I'm cracking up - I love the viewpoint of the short ones....
I've taken note to never again aggravate my young friend and I promise to work on my promptness.
A few hours later, I went inside to check on the other shorter ones who lost interest in the fire. After all, the s'mores were done... What's the point in hanging out with the old people if they're not making s'mores?
As I crept in to check on them - the "let's pretend" conversations that I over heard made my jaw hit the floor.....
"OK, let's pretend we're in the 10th grade and we're pregnant"
Before I go on, let me state - they are 7 years old - 10th grade seems REALLY old to them.
I jumped in - shocked, of course...
"UM... No one here is going to be pregnant in the 10th grade!"
"Well, ......... isn't pregnant anymore, mommy. She had her baby. I WAS pregnant, but MY baby died in my stomach."
WHAT???
Holy heck!! These are not the kinds of conversations that normally fly around our house.
I assure you - there were plenty of conversations had the next day!
(On the "dead baby" note, the girls heard discussion of their teacher losing her baby, so this is how they processed the situation.)
I also must add that in the boys' pretend world...one one was a professional wrestler, another a college educated life guard, his little brother was the life guard assistant. None claimed rights to any of the babies and stated... EWWWWW, that's gross.
All is well in boy world.
Now to explain to my short one that there will be no babies, pregnancies or heaven forbid "dead babies" until after high school, college and an established career or 75 years of age. Whichever comes first.
Kids, gotta love 'em.
Ya just never know what the next jaw dropping moment will be.
Thank you for reading my blog!!
~Jenn
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