Anyone with children knows it can be a pretty tough uphill battle to not be bossed around by your kids. It's a constant push and pull. "I'm the boss." "No, you're the parent and I'm hungry so get up and go to the store right now, even though you told me five minutes ago that if I didn't eat I wouldn't get anything because it was time for bed."
You know this conversation. It happens every day right before, "Go to bed." "But I'm thirsty." So I was talking to my eight year old (who knows about what because there are so many hilarious conversations I just can't remember them all) and she tells me, "I think children are called children because grown ups are always telling us to chill." Obviously, I was speechless. Then she tells me she wants me to put that on my website (there goes the bossing). So here it is, baby. The first blog dedicated exclusively to you. I love you sweet, silly, smart girl.
~until next time
Working a full time job, raising two daughters, attempting to have a social life, trying to make my family proud, and trying to make myself proud are things I do every day. I'm now beginning my journey of giving. This is step one.