I really love my children and husband. My children come first as they should for anyone. They are the sunshine in my eyes every morning. I love how when my daughter first wakes up she stands at her door and waits for mommy to go get her. As soon as I open the door she smiles and yells for Tank. Who is my dog and her best friend. My son always gives me the first giggle of the day. Even if its at his 4 o'clock feeding. I love it that is something you can't get frustrated with because children won't stay little. My daughter is almost 2 and has a new love like her mommy for makeup. Tonight I had given her a bath before bed and got her dried, dipared, and dressed and left her finish running around before it was her bed time. Well she was playing and really quiet. Not a good thing with her. Well I went to see what she was doing and she had my lip liner out and had it all over her lips and around them. Just scribbled on there. Its was adorable, and to me makeup is makeup it can be replaced so i let her play with what I have. Its just a material thing that creates cute little memories like these. My son is only 8 months so he don't do much but the eat, sleep, and shit. lol... He has resently started eating cheese curls and he gets so messy and eats like 10 of them. He is so cute and a chunker. My husband Is the only man I have ever felt the way I do about. I knew that he was the one I would marry and have kids with. How do you just look past that... you don't and if you do your looking past a great thing. We're high school sweethearts and i love that. I love that I can tell my children the success story minus the hard times of being in love with the man of my life at 16. I love waking up every morning to him and his bed breath. I love laying down with him to go to sleep. I love the simple car rides with the kids while we talk and sing and dance in the car. I love when we are home bodies and just sit and munch and watch movies, while sneaking in the occassional smoocher. Love is beautiful. I have those three loves and they make a messy house and my every breath seem so simple and blessed.
mood:  loved |