Bonding Over Beauty Book Give Away

May 15th, 2012 . No Comments »

I have been spending a lot of time in the bathroom with Gorgeous.  She is wanting to put on more and more makeup and push the boundaries on what is acceptable apparel to wear out of the house.  Let me be clear here…I don’t judge your parenting…don’t judge mine.  If you want to put your daughter in ankle length skirts and turtle necks…go for it.  If you want to put your daughter in mini skirts and boob tubes…go for it…we each have to parent within our zone…and this is MY zone.

Gorgeous wants to be old before her time…just like her mom.  I hated hanging out with kids my age and god help the younger kids who tried to hang out with me.  It was not pretty to say the least.  I still have an inkling of what I wanted and how it felt as a kid…so I am doing my damnedest to be empathetic to her and what she is trying to do.  I fight for wars, not battles and I fight the battles I can win…or at the very least…have an object lesson in.

I totally get that she wants to look nice and dress nice.  She pushes the boundaries from time to time, but for the most part, she is pretty good.  I am trying to show her how to put on her make up.  How to care for her skin and how to do her hair.  I never realized what a learning curve that was until this year.  Now, she wants to wear mascara…and uh…she kinda sucks at putting it on!  I never realized what skill it takes to put on mascara…did you?  I guess after doing it for 20 some odd years…it just comes naturally and so teaching her to coat the lashes and not coating her lids in mascara too has been an interesting journey.

Hair, that’s a whole new story.  I have thick hair.  It does what I want.  It curls, straightens, colors, smooths…it does everything.  Gorgeous, she has her grandma’s hair.  Fine and thin.  In fact, I think I have more hair on my legs than she does on her whole head!  This has been an endless battle as I try to get her to take better care of her hair and style it nicely so she doesn’t look like an abandoned street child and she just get’s fed up and puts this god awful bobby pin style thing going on into it and I just have to walk away.

Her skin is adjusting to the hormone changes as well, and she is getting spots on her forehead.  It hasn’t moved down onto her cheeks yet and I hope that we can avoid that if at all possible.  I can remember the kids in junior and senior high with the skin battles and I REALLY hope she won’t have to face that one.

Gorgeous and I have been reading a book together called “Bonding Over Beauty”  it’s a fantastic book about skin care, make up, hair style, diet, exercise, fashion…every single topic a mom and daughter should cover.

I LOVE this book.  It is just the right amount of information and can open up the conversations you weren’t sure how to start…like menstruation and body odor.

Gorgeous and I are almost through the entire book now and I have a bonus copy I would love to give away!

In honor of Mother’s Day…tell me the best conversation you had with your mom!  That’s all you have to do to win this fantastic book!  I hope you will enter and start up some great conversations with your Daughters!

 

Lotsa love,

Momma

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My Head is Killing Me…

May 14th, 2012 . 2 Comments »

I am a migraine sufferer.  It sucks.  I can’t even tell you how much it sucks because if I tried to explain the pain of a migraine to a person who has never had a migraine…it’s impossible….this is about the only thing that comes close….think of that scene from Good Fellas, where Joe Pesci puts a guys head in a vice grip…ya, that is kinda like it…but worse.

I have always been a migraine sufferer and now that I’m a mom…this can be a bit of a problem…especially when I am home all day with the kids and have no relief in sight.

Here are some simple techniques I use to help dull the pain…very few things take it away.

Hot/Cold Therapy.  I have bean bags and gel packs and ice packs at the ready all the time for my headaches.  I have them in the deep freeze so they are über cold for me.  I put a bean bag on the back of my neck at the base of my skull and a bean bag over my eyes.  The pressure of the bag on my eyes will at least allow me enough relief to roll over in bed.  Then, I put a gel pack on the back of my skull…so I have three points of cold on my head.  I lie like that for up to 30 minutes…it hurt to blink or breathe…honest to god!  After 20 minutes, I get someone to put the bags back into the freezer and I put a warm pack on the back of my neck and shoulders.  I like these the best:

They are reusable and are a perfect “hot” for what I need.

 

Cola/Chocolate:  I know this sounds funny, but sometimes I can dull the roar with some sugar or caffeine or both mixed together.  I don’t think it’s scientific…but it works.

Dark Room ZERO NOISE:  Because as mom’s we all know this is abundantly possible.

 

I usually wake up with the headaches so it’s not possible to take all those fancy schmancy drugs to stop them…so if you have any old wives tales you would care to share…I would love some relief!

 

Momma

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Are YOU Mom Enough…

May 11th, 2012 . 3 Comments »

 

Time Magazine asked this question on its cover.

At first, I kind of chuckled at it and thought…WHO THE HELL BREAST FEEDS LIKE THAT???  After all, I was a breastfeeding mom who breastfed my first to 18 months, second to 14 months and third to 12 months…they all SELF weaned.  When they were damn good and ready, they made the decision to transition from breast to bottle/sippy cup.  With my first we went to a bottle…with my second and third, we went to a sippy cup.  It was hell getting baby one off of the bottle and I wasn’t going through that again.  We moved to a soft nib sippy cup with two and three and it worked way better for my family…whatever.

Then, what struck me the most was on the week prior to Mother’s Day, Time Magazine…run by men, edited by men written mostly by men…was YET AGAIN pitting mom against mom, woman against woman.  I don’t see Time Magazine publishing covers of men peering into their underpants with a sperm count sheet in hand!  I don’t see covers of men clad in sports towels peeking over shower stalls at each others junk…so why is it okay for Time Magazine…clearly mysoginistic assholes….to put a woman with a three year old (or so they say) nursing at a woman’s breast and asking us if WE are WOMAN ENOUGH to nurse a child to three years old.

Many a mom will tell you, with sadness, the day breastfeeding ended in her home.  Whether by choice or circumstance, most women look fondly on that time of cuddling with baby and sometimes wish they could get those moments back.  What nursing did for me was to S L O W me down…monumentally.  I couldn’t nurse and drive. I couldn’t nurse and type…although eventually I did learn that skill.  I couldn’t nurse and cook.  I had to sit down, glass of water or juice at the ready and just be.  Late night, early morning nursing gave me time to go deep into my inner most thoughts and ponder my decision to become a mom.

In the beginning, I didn’t want kids.  I was a selfish, self-centered girl with a lust for power and money.  I wanted a high-powered corporate job that would afford me a luxurious lifestyle, travel and all that comes with…or without…it.  I met and married during college and in my last year of college I gave birth to my first baby daughter the summer before the final year.  My life turned upside down.  No longer did I want to travel and work 24/7.  All I wanted to do was to sit and stare at this amazing little human being that had been gifted to me.  The thought of leaving her was so heart wrenching for me, that even volunteering an hour a week with a mom’s group was way too much.  I cocooned myself into a little happy home of baby, husband and very little sleep.   I bought a rocking chair, put my feet up and read a lot of books.

Fast forward 11 years…I am now mom to a tween, preteen and a kindergartener.  Holy hell my life has changed.  I am on the go every single hour of every day…meetings, shift work, partner, business, friends, family, volunteering, writing, dealing with an ex husband, dealing with a step mom to my girls, school activities…the list is endless…ask any mom.

To see the Time Magazine cover, while childish, made me think…what a bunch of frigging IDIOTS!  On the week before we celebrate the women who birthed us, nourished us and have formed us into the people we are…Time Magazine takes it upon themselves to be dick faced ass hats and challenge us to once again doubt our purpose and meaning as moms.

I have a resounding FUCK YOU for Time Magazine…because quite frankly…it isn’t up to them if I am Mom enough…I’ll leave that up to my kids and their therapist when they enter into lifelong therapy from the scarring they have from nursing at my breast for too little, too long, too much and not enough.

Here’s to all the Mom’s who are MOM ENOUGH and I hope the men at Time Magazine get a junk punch from their wives for Mother’s Day.

Momma

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Coming Clean…

May 9th, 2012 . 2 Comments »

As some of you know…2011 was a long ass year…longer than any other year I have faced in my life…divorcing my first husband took 5 years…and that was nothing compared to 2011….that year sucked donkey balls.

At the beginning of 2011, we lost a baby.  I was 11 1/2 weeks along and had a miscarriage.  That event foreshadowed the rest of the year for me.  Halfway through 2011…Big Red and I had a major blow out and I left…you can read about it here  here and here.

I had lived through enough and I wanted the mayhem to end.  I couldn’t face another day walking in the door wondering if there would be open beer in his hand and we would yet again have another argument over “his” drinking.  I say “his” because as far as he is/was/still is concerned his drinking is NOTHING to WORRY about.

We went through the summer and I made plans to actually move on.  I found a new place to live…spent more time with someone who made me feel wonderful and things were going along fairly smoothly.  As my friend and I spent more and more time together, my kids…well, they didn’t think it was so fun.  Who can blame them really.   Mommy and Daddy had broken up, we were in a new house with new rules…Mommy was solo person in charge, changing schools it was way way too much for little people to process…so I pulled back.  I told my friend that I had to figure out this whole thing on my own.  We decided to cool it and he went his way and I went mine.  I tried for three months to cover all the bills all the responsibility and whatever else came my way…I was drowning.

Big Red and I had spoken off and on over the summer and I thought that maybe we could, at the very least, make a “home” with the kids and figure the rest of it out later…even if we were just roommates for the rest of our lives, we were under the same roof and we were co-parenting or whatever it looked like we were doing.  My friend and I spoke very little over the next few months and he gave me the time and space I needed to get my shit organized and on an even keel.  I told him that Big Red was probably moving back in…he didn’t think that was a good idea….I told him that Big Red was still drinking…he REALLY didn’t think that was a good idea.  I said I would handle it and that I appreciated his support.

Christmas time rolled around and life got busy…kids, Christmas, family visiting and my business…life was CRAZY!  I came home one night…and the scent in the house was oddly familiar…and I SNAPPED…it was the same fucking smell I had in my nostrils for the past six years and I couldn’t believe that Big Red would risk our family over a “puff.”

I told him that this wasn’t going to work and that I wasn’t going backwards and he pleaded that it was a one time thing, he was offered it and that it wouldn’t happen again.  We settled into an uneasy truce.  I felt stuck…my kids were counting on me to ensure a happy healthy home.  My family had watched me leave and go back…to leave again….I would look like an ass…which sounds petty….but just try it once…the feeling isn’t fun.

I laid low and tried to just plow ahead.  We planned a family vacation to Cuba…after all, the kids had been looking forward to a vacation in the fall, but things were so up in the air with Big Red, I couldn’t pull it together to go anywhere…we pushed it to February 2012.  The vacation was great…for the kids…for me…not so much….Red drank every day…I’m not trying to quantify here…but he didn’t get drunk, but every day…most of the day…he had a beer in hand.  I white knuckled it through the vacation and tried to concentrate on making sure the kids had a great time and we got to spend a ton of time on the beach just relaxing.

 

I had a good vacation…minus the worry over Big Red and we left feeling relaxed and refreshed.  On Valentine’s Day, Big Red proposed.  I am still not sure if it is because he loves me and wants to marry me or because it’s just the next step and that’s what we “should” be doing.  It’s tough because I do love him.  I love the family we have and I love the promise of the life we could have if I didn’t worry about his drinking all the time.  He does, in a weird way, make me feel safe and cared for.  He is a good provider and the bills never go unpaid.  He is a good dad and he does trips to the park and walks, the things I don’t always have the energy to do.  He does the grocery shopping and the garbage runs.  He does all the things that “dads/husbands” are SUPPOSED to do…the one fatal flaw is that I worry…ALL THE TIME.  I worry about his drinking and the effect it’s having on the kids…is it?  I DON’T know!  I wish I had a magic ball to peer into that would tell me to get the fuck out or that everything will be alright.

I joked on Twitter that I wished I could take a poll on Twitter and they could decide if I stay or go.  Part of me is happy to stay…after all the evil you know is better than the unknown.  Part of me wants to leave.  I want a better life for my kids…one not scattered with beer cans and melting glasses of ice.  I wish it was as easy as that to just take a poll and follow the advice of strangers.  I have told Big Red that perhaps we should speak to a therapist…get it all out on the table…he looked at me like I had three heads!  ”Things are FANTASTIC!!!  Why would we pay a therapist to talk to them when things are great!” was his reply…really?  How can two people be living in one house and have such vastly different perspectives on things?  I don’t know.  Does drinking every day, a beer or two make someone an alcoholic?  Can you drink everyday and not have an “problem”?  When Big Red went to recovery, he says he went for his drug addiction…no alcohol…says he’s never had a problem with alcohol.  I rarely drink…so for me…drinking every day…well, that’s a problem!  Am I being an idiot?  Is his drinking normal?  I am so conflicted with questions that I have zero answers to…I can’t think straight…stay…go…stay for the kids…leave for the kids…stay for the love and security…leave and find real love and security…I. Can. Not. Concentrate!

So, here I sit…a year later…from when I left Big Red…to now living together again, now engaged…and feeling utterly lost…….

I don’t know what to do.  Honestly.  I’m not trying to hide from an answer I know I have.  I truly do not know what to do or where to go next.  Perhaps you have lived this scenario through…you have experience and you can help me out.  Maybe you have watched someone else go through it.  Do you stay for financial and security reasons?  Do you leave…AGAIN….look like an idiot…and start again?  I am overwhelmed when thinking about either option…staying or going…and seriously what do I do?  I am faced with choosing a life that is more focused on the kids than on me…if I stay or I bite the bullet and try to figure it out on my own and hopefully still give the kids a life to live…I just don’t know.  Love doesn’t conquer everything.  If you have ever lived even a tiny portion of this situation…I would love your advice…I REALLY would.

Now, I have a headache.

 

Momma

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It’s a Zoo Up In Here!

May 9th, 2012 . No Comments »

Okay…I caved!  It started with a Crested Gecko named Diesel…then it moved to Dante the doggie…now….OIY VEY…now….

 

Our zoo has added:

Sunshine:  Gorgeous pet hamster

Sonic:  Little Red pet hamster…dwarf variety…little bastard is FAST! (Was lost in the basement…notice…I said WAS)

Fuzzy Bum McWhiskers:  Little Red pet hamster bought to replace Sonic when he fled the hamster ball

Keegan:  Little Man’s hamster…see went to the pet shop to replace Little Red’s Hamster and this guy was the last one on the shelf alone and he was on “sale” and well, sue me, I got wrangled into both!!!

 

So now, my house is…

Diesel, Dante, Sunshine, Sonic, Fuzzy Bum McWhiskers and Keegan…WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING???

                          

 

Dante the Dog                Keegan the Hamster           Sunshine the Hamster        Fuzzy Bum McWhiskers           Sonic the Hamster     Diesels tail…couldn’t coax him out

 

 

See, we went from having NO pets to having SIX pets in the span of two weeks….WHAT THE HELL????

 

Save me!

 

Momma

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Every Woman Deserves to Feel Good!

May 3rd, 2012 . No Comments »

 

I am a big believer in having a GREAT SEX LIFE…with or without a partner.  I am also a big believer that the sex you are having needs to have the right tools and the right mind set.  Did you know that “Porn” is the largest search on any search engine…that and being paired with free…because you can see that paying a stupid amount of money for something you can totally find free on the internet totally makes sense.

I attended BlogHer 2011 in San Diego and Eden Fantasys was there with a booth.  What I loved about this company being there is they, as a corporate acknowledge that yes…moms, bloggers and women actually do have sex and there is NOTHING wrong with wanting the right tools to do the job right.  I’m not saying that every woman needs a monster toy that has it’s own zip code.  What I am saying is that every woman should have something in her nightstand drawer that makes her smile and makes the “job” easier.

Admit it!!!  We multi-task…even DURING sex!  Not that we would ever remotely admit that to the men in our lives…but the reality is we do.  Why?  Sometimes it’s because we just can’t get something off our mind…an over due bill perhaps.  Sometimes, we are stressed out and sex won’t relieve that stress now matter how good it is.  Most often, the reason we are multi-tasking is because the sex really isn’t that great.  Often it’s a case of RUSHING through it.  We have to get up in a few hours or we are wondering when the toddler will toddle into the room.  Maybe sometimes, it’s just lousy sex.  He is inexperienced or he is unconcerned with your pleasure…WHICH is true…many many many women can attest to the experience of having sex with someone who really did NOT care whether she enjoyed herself or not…it was all about his orgasm and all about his pleasure.

Luckily…there are companies out there online where you can purchase products to make that sex great…even if he doesn’t give a damn if you have fun or not.  This is NOT a man bashing post…this is a BUY A VIBRATOR or something that makes you feel great….Post…so before you go commenting nasty things….READ the whole post!!!

Listen up ladies…most men WANT to be a hero in the bedroom.  They want to hear Oh My GOD and YES, YES, YES…coming from us when we are naked and knocking boots!  They want you to brag to your friends about how amazing it is and how incredible he is in bed!  HONEST!

There are lots of things I really like about Eden Fantasys Website…

1.  EASY to navigate.  The header right at the top is easy to use and is clear enough that if you don’t want to see toys and naughty bits…you can click on things that do not contain those items.

2.  They have a HUGE variety of stuff to choose from.  Mild to Wild, they have a lot of goods to see.

3.  Videos and Reviews.  We all want to know the REAL DEAL when it comes to sex toys and Eden’s Fantasies has customer reviews and some of the products have videos that  contain instructions or information about the products.

What I don’t like about the site is the sheer volume of stuff.  Seriously, one could spend 3 days looking and not find anything they want because they have forgotten the thing they looked at first that made them click on the next link and the next link and the next link.

The other thing that will sometimes cause a woman not to buy is the lack of human interaction.  There isn’t a salesperson or an agent there to answer specific questions or to make suggestions given your preferences.

If you are going to shop online for your toys…Eden Fantasys has lots to offer and their price point is good.  They have things for everyone’s budget and they have items for everyone’s comfort level.  If you are looking for a site with a ton of choices…this is a great one!  They also have a 60 day return policy for damaged and defective goods…which is fantastic given that nobody wants their vibrator to die on them the second time they use it.

Overall, I think Eden Fantasys is a good site and can give you a lot of options.  Happy Shopping and let me know how it goes!

 

Momma

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Wordless Wednesday….Vacation

May 2nd, 2012 . No Comments »

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Together is better….

April 19th, 2012 . 3 Comments »

Ok. I’ll confess, out loud to y’all. Some days.  Some. Days. I just want to chuck it all. Put on my black strappy heels and my favorite dress, grab my keys and walk out the door. Never to return.

It’s in the moments or armpit high laundry piles, eyebrow high stacked dirty dishes and knee deep in whining that a tiny voice in my melting mommy brain says “go.” I imagine a life filled with white couches, fluffy rugs, plush towels and a fridge filled with delicious foods. Nary a goldfish cracker to be found. Nails painted, hair smooth, legs shaved and no crumbs in my bed!!!

I see me driving a little sporty little number, tunes rocking and no Barney videos blaring from the back seat (yes, I have a mini van, yes I let my kids watch movies and shows in my van ALL THE TIME….feel free to judge me….IDGAF!) In the midst of the chaotic life I have created….yes created…after all I chose to have three kids. I have chosen a job that is shift work (I am up at 230 am to work a 4 am shift so I can be home after school and for dinner every night) these are my choice….I am humbled by the three mini people who have been gifted to me by the Universe/God/blah blah blah….that is the choice that humbles me the most.

You see, moms don’t wake up jonesing to be crappy moms….drugs, alcohol and mental health aside….we agonize over lunch items.  Stress over clothing, sleep patterns, bowel movements, fevers, school fund raising, healthy breakfasts,need times, night terrors, the list is endless, and we stress over every single thing. Of course we want to toss in the towel and go back to a saner, richer fantasy of what life would have been like. Anyone in their right mind would.

What keeps us here.  Is the glue to our little family…it that I am amazed every day by these little people.  Their generosity.  Their love.  Their joy.  Their laughter.  Every single thing about them makes me all squishy inside and truly makes me want to ensure the world is a much better place.

Together is better.  It is the fabric of who we are as people.  I can’t imagine what life would have been without those little minions in my life…certainly way less fun and way less joyful.  I would not be the woman I am today, far more diplomatic and far more empathetic if it were not for my babies.  Together is better and together is where I want to be.  Knee deep in laundry and armpits deep in dishes….my ears ringing with the belly gut laughs of my kids!

       

In my journey to blogging, I have found an amazing group of moms and families that are exactly where I am at.  I have been watching the conferences flash past on Twitter and wondering if they will ever be something I can attend.  Along came Brica…offering a full conference pass to Type A Parent Conference.  Now, those who KNOW me…KNOW that Type A has a picture of my face right beside it.  Type A is who I am!!!  I would love to be able to attend this conference…so I am submitting my “entry” here on my blog.  I hope you enjoy “Together” and that somewhere in some way, you find the joy in spending those moments with your family…because really…Together is BETTER!!

Brica truly believes in “Making Together Better” and I am excited to see where together leads my family in 2012!

Check out Brica on Facebook at www.facebook.com/BricaInc

Follow them on Twitter at http://twitter.com/#!/Brica

Check out Brica’s AWESOME Brand Book!  The pictures there made my ovaries ACHE….I could have another and another!

 

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I’m no Politician….but….

April 17th, 2012 . No Comments »

Ok, I’m not currently running for office…althought the thought crosses my mind from time to time. Sometimes  things are happening and I just want to junk punch the blabber mouthed idiot making the statement.  Other times, I see a need and I want to fill it. Most often, though….I want to make this world a better place for my kids.

I wonder if that is the current motivation for the candidates in my riding?  It seems to my totally uneducated self, the PC party is hell bent on restricting the bargaining rights of the unionized work force…which I am….and please….keep your “I hate unions comments” to yourself because I don’t want to hear them. Then we have the blossoming Wild Rose Party which is rapidly self destructing with blogs filled with hate and bitterness.

I have to admit, I was thinking of voting Wild Rose. I think Alberta needs a kick in the ass to wake up from a comfortable red neck slumber. What we don’t need is a government filled with hate and people who are hell bent on taking things away from the citizens of Alberta.   I will never understand a group of  people who assert that giving something to someone means they are losing something. Does it not reason that more rights for people means more rights for everyone???

Call me silly, but I really don’t think people wake up one morning and say to themselves….ohhhhhh…..I know….let’s CHOOSE  a life that will cause me pain and suffering and lose health benefits, jobs and friends and family….NOBODY.

I had a friend become the target of a blogger because she didn’t go onto her Facebook page and delete a comment from it by someone we all know and love as a very sassy very tongue in cheek kinda gal. I’m not going to rehash the whole bullshit post here nor am I going to give her any space on my blog except to say that what she did, was outright bullying and yet she stood on the soap box of free speech….what a crock of shit.

What she did effectively do is tip my vote away from the Wild Rose Party!  I am hoping for change in my province this election and I hope it isn’t to hateful bigoted  arrow minded bullies.

 

Momma

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Inspiring Your Children to Greatness

April 16th, 2012 . No Comments »

Everyday.  Every. Day.  I am challenged as a mother.  Whether it’s a battle over food with my five year old or a battle over make up with my eleven year old, every day is a challenge.  Sometimes is a great challenge…like helping my kids to garner more empathy for each other and their friends.  Or it’s a difficult challenge like getting my eleven year old to understand that she WILL NOT be leaving the house dressed like THAT…and don’t you even dare take a change of clothes to school and change there because I will make a surprise drop in one day and I will spank your ass in front of your friends…well, ok, not really but in my mind…I might be!

I do love being a mom.  I am not sure what I did with my free time and spare money before becoming a mom….clearly I did very little.

The one thing I want to do is inspire my children to greatness…whatever that may be for them.  I know that there are paths of less resistance in life and that there are choices I would like them to make.  Obviously.  Would I want my kid to be a video store clerk (sorry video store clerks) making minimum wage for the rest of their lives, struggling to feed and house and clothe a family?  No.  Would I want my daughters to be teen moms, struggling against stigma laid down by society that she is a horrible person and she “deserves” the crappy life she has.  HELL NO.

What I do wish for them is a life filled with passion and joy.  What I do wish for them is to pursue their dreams and be the very best person they can be.  I wish for them a life without financial struggles.  I wish for them a life with the least amount of heartache.  I know that heartache is inevitable but I would like it to be as little as possible.

I try to tell my daughters that the only difference between friends and BOYfriends is the physical side…kissing and holding hands…because that’s all boys and girls do when they are kids….RIGHT????  I try to tell them that they are way better off having lots of MALE friends who will stick up for them and be the date they need on a great night without expecting them to put out in the back of a rusty old honda after the prom…GAH!

I tell my five year old son that he needs to treat a lady like a princess so she will feels special like girls should.  He should stand up when she comes to the table and pull out her chair for her.  He should ask her about her day and tell her that  she is funny or smart…if it’s TRUE.  We have a ritual at our dinner table.  We go around in a circle and first say the one thing we didn’t like about our day.  Sometimes it’s fights with friends, sometimes it’s more serious like being pushed down in the playground by an older child.  Then, we go around again talking about the best thing that happened during our day.

I hope that my kids take this tradition and carry it forward to their families.  It opens up conversations that may not have occurred without the prompt of “what happened today?”  I hope that by opening up my ears and my heart to really just listen to my kids…I will inspire them to greatness.

Momma

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