Saturday, March 28, 2009

Boys will be boys will be boys....


I remember maybe last year of the year before ok I dont remember that well but I do remember saying I am not sure when people let there kids play outside without someone being with them and now my boys play in the backyard alone. Well alone is a little bit of a stretch every day there are kids riding there bikes over, scootering to our house pulling up and running to the backyard. It is funny I dont remember ever having friends on the same street growing up but the boys have quite the gang.. I hear them lets play like your the dragon, or Im the powerranger or lets play like I am the dad or lets play school (yes they still find it fun to play school)or my favorite lets play like we are working at Dicks sporting goods. And the hours go by and they play. Every once in awhile the run in to get drinks and to see if they can get an ice cream from the ice cream mans truck that stalks our house; that will be a topic of another post. I dare open the door to see what is going on and I hear.. What are you doing back here? As if the backyard belongs to them and there gang. It makes me laugh. I tried to sign them up for summer camp this week I was telling Logan how great it was gona be with the water slides and the inflatables etc, and he said well you know I dont know if we can go we might miss the backyard. There you go.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

How will your kids remember you?

Sitting at soccer with the boys today they said we need coaches all you have to do is 1. Love God 2. Love Kids do you know anyone like that? Rob and Logan both put there hands up and said "Our Mom loves God and Loves Kids". NO I am not coaching soccer. But I am glad my kids know that I do love God and love kids. The last few weeks I have been thinking a lot about how my kids will see me apart from them. Phil bought me a plane ticket to go see the girls in Kentucky. Logan did not want me to go but Phil told him we have to share our Mom. Those girls love her too. It is funny the minute you become a Mom they have no memory of who you were before. I love that I am able to be apart from them but I am even more glad that I get to be defined as there Mom who loves God and Kids.