Oldies for the kids too

For those that follow my personal blog, you know I posted an Oldies for me too. Here are some of the kids ones that I found too. Don't mind the ones of me, I was pretty sick that day, from what I can remember. I LOVE the one of Darren with the curly fro! He was so little and young in that picture! And looking at the ones of Jaycee, its hard to think that she had straight short hair. Anyway, I thought it was fun to look back at some of the pictures.

Early for Mothers Day

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; They don't have time to make it. (Unless they buy it from Costco ;) Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox. Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids. Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets. Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up. Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' And get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best..' Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother....

The Images of Mother

4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!

8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!

12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.

14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.

16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.

18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!

25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it!

35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion.

45 YEAR S OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it

65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!

Chicken Noodle Soup with a Soda on the Side

Where do I start with this one? I started a bad habit about a year ago and I have been paying for it ever since. You see, a while back anytime that a song came on the radio that I liked I would say "This is MY song!" And I would turn up the radio. The emphasis on the "my" was simply done for instructional purposes. Eventually Darren caught on to this and EVERY song became his. Now that was a long time ago but there is a valid reason why I bring it up. Every morning and every afternoon when I bring the kids anywhere, both Darren and Jaycee fight over whose song is playing on the radio. It has even gotten to the point where Darren negotiates with Jaycee and tells her she is only allowed to sing girl songs and he the boy songs. Depending on which station we are listening to, one of them is always sadly disappointed. They have also both determined that when it is "their" song, no one is allowed to dance to it or even so much as bob their head. Irritating, I know! Its a constant battle that I wish had never started. Shame on me for claiming a song, right? And know how is my title even relevant to this topic, you ask? Well, Michael got the kids happy meals last night for dinner. In the happy meal the "toy" was a lame CD. Kidz Bop, that is. And let me forewarn any parents planning on taking their kids to get a happy mean anytime soon, DON'T! Darren begged and begged to listen to his new and first CD. I told him that we would listen to it in the morning on our way to Lisa's house. Jaycee and Darren both got the EXACT same CD, with the EXACT same 5 songs on them, but that just wasn't good enough haha. So what was the first words out of Darren's mouth this morning? You got it! "Are we still listening to my new CD today?" Of course! I wouldn't miss it! Not only did we listen to the thing with both kids dancing like crazy in the back seat, we also listened to Jaycee same CD. Wouldn't you know that in playing all 10 songs we listened for a half an hour, the entire way to Lisa's? So now I find myself at work, dreading the declaration of the "my song" wars between my kids and the fact that I cant get the stupid Kidz Bop song Chicken noodle soup Chicken Chicken noodle soup, Chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side, song out of my mind!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes

Sometimes I look at my kids and think, man, they have changed so much! After I gave the kids a bath Sunday I was looking at Darren playing outside. He looked so tall! All I could think was that I wanted to remember how he looked right then because it was then that I realized that he was a kid, and not a little boy anymore. Everything about him screams KID. So that got me going, especially when I thought of how close he is to being 5 and Jaycee to 3. I know I don't have the best memory, although it is sometimes selective, but I wanted to take some pictures to help remind me of what they both looked like that day. Darren, who normally doesn't like pictures lately, was all for it. And there was no question about Jaycee who now proudly goes by Jaycee Jeanine Beauty Queen.