My son told me he knew what I should wear on a tee shirt. He came up with this slogan out of the blue the other day.
“I run like a mommy and my kids cheer all the time when I run
and my husband works so good like a dad, he’s awesome!”
I’m not exactly sure what it means to run like a Mommy.
But after recently receiving the photos from the race photographers, I realized that I learned a valuable lesson at my A10 race which I applied when running my half marathon.
No matter how tired and close to death you may feel,
Put on a happy face when you see the race photographers.
This week the assignment for THAT Family’s carnival, was to post a scary pic from the past. So, I started looking through some old Halloween photos trying to find just the right one…
I was never much into scary, though I did sport a mask in this costume when I was 4 or 5.
My son however, seems to take the prize for his scary costumes…
Here he is at 6 mths sporting his ferocious dragon attire. (If you look closely, you can see that laundry has never been high on my to do list).
The next year the Ravens were playing the Steelers on Halloween Night for Monday Night Football. What would be more scary to wear in Maryland, then a Ben Roethlisberger jersey? He had those Ravens fans trembling!
And who can rest with this terrifying lion on the prowl?
Before you check out We are THAT Family for more scary photos, tell me which costume you think is the scariest?
I cracked up laughing when they came down the hall like this. Don’t they look like a couple of bank robbers? The best part is that later that week when I went to put this pair of underwear on my son, he told me, “Mom, I can’t wear these, they are my mask!”
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Isn’t she a cutie? I’m embarrassed to admit that twice in the last week I took my poor baby girl out in these shoes. Yea… go ahead take a closer look incase you missed it at first. Same style, but ummm different color. The first was on a Sunday morning. I was doing that mad dash for the door b/c we were already going to be late and I was literally just grabbing whatever shoe I could find with hopes that by the time I reached the door I’d have at least one match in my hand (and banking on that fact that if I didn’t, the other half would be waiting in the van).
Yea… no such luck.
I absently stuck both shoes on her feet “just to get to the van” with the plan of taking them off before I dropped her off in the nursery. But, as I handed her over to the nursery worker, I looked down at her feet and realized I’d never taken care of that detail.
Later that week we were heading to the grocery store and I was scrambling to get shoes on everyone’s feet and get out the door before it was too close to nap time to be reasonable enough to go, when the only shoes I could find were the misfits.
So, when my poor daughter grows up with no sense of style or fashion, she can justifiably blame her mother.
As my kids were getting ready for their bath the other night the following conversation took place.
Sister: What’s that? (she’s pointing at his nipple)
Brother: It’s the thing you guys (pause) girls have to give babies milk when they don’t use bottles.
I know that I shouldn’t be, but I am continually amazed by how much the information kids absorb just by watching the world around them, and how much they remember! It has been a pleasure lately watching my son take on the role of teacher to his younger siblings, whether it be lessons in the alphabet, catechism, or even anatomy. As long as they don’t do any science labs anytime soon, I think we’ll be ok.
I was brushing my daughter’s hair the other day when I noticed how long and pretty it was getting.
Me: Wow, your hair is getting long and so pretty
Daughter: No I’m not
Me: Why not? What do you want it to be?
Daughter: I want to be nice and kind.
(My son starts giggling at this point)
Me: Hmmm that’s good, but you can be nice and kind and still have pretty hair.
This conversation can mostly be chocked up to the stubborn desire of a two year old to go against whatever her Mommy was saying, BUT… there is some truth to the words.
1 Peter 3:3-4 states, “Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.”
While there is nothing wrong with being pretty, our focus should not be on our outward appearance, but on our inner self. As I raise my daughters, I hope I can raise them to be truly beautiful women of God.
My posts typically relate funny anecdotes about the happenings here at the circus but, I use my last post of the week to highlight something a little more “thoughtful” and significant. If you had a thoughtful post from this last week, or choose to make a new one, please feel free to add a link in the comments section below. I’d love to hear what you are thinking.