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Raising Husbands & Fathers

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I love this photo. I’m always worrying about who my children are and what types of adults they will be. I want them to be kind, strong, stable and loving towards their own family one day. To support and defend their family. All I can do is my best.

I love my 4 Boys and know that some days I really feel like I am screwing them up. I hope that isn’t the truth. I know I can be hard on myself and them as well some days. I can only hope that I have instilled something amazing in them. Something wonderful that others will see, so that people gravitate towards them and they are surround with love, always.  🙂

xoxo

Photos Are Our History

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This is such a true statement. I’ve talked to people that have burned, thrown away or tore up old photos. I don’t believe in that. I think that photos are your history. With good memories, or bad. They are still your history and something that should be cherished.

I wish that I had more photos of myself when I was young. I have one of myself with my father. I have another of myself with my Mother. Another of my Grandmother, myself and my Cousin Keith. A couple of myself while very young alone while enjoying summer vacation. A couple teenage ones. Now, a lot as an adult. 

I take tons of photos of my children. They hold so many memories for me. One day when they look at them, I hope they will hold wonderful memories for them and show them their history.

That brings me to another subject. Don’t forget to save and also print out the photos on your phones. I think thousands, even millions, of photos are getting lost each day, because we dont download them and print them out. What a waste. Take some time and do it. You will be happy you did. 🙂

xoxo 

Scones For My Boys

This morning I woke up and really wanted to finally make my Boys my scones that they love so much.  2 years overdue.

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Woke up two to shower and headed downstairs to get started.  Found my recipe and then gathered my ingredients.  Replacing 2 with others, because I was out of buttermilk and sugar.  No worries, I’m good at improvising and replacement.

My Boys were stoked! Scones for breakfast!! Even the two that stayed home today.  Of course they were happy, they munched on two each.

It’s the little things that really matter.  The little things that they remember that you do for them that they love.  Even the little things that you may not even think matter.  They were still thanking me when they went to bed tonight.  I’ll have to grab another bag of chocolate chips tomorrow, or maybe butterscotch this time, and make them for them again.

There isn’t nothing I would do to see my Boys smile and feel loved.  🙂

xo