Telling Brenden about his Father...

So for the last week and a half I have been going crazy, worrying over how I was suppose to tell my son (who is 10 years old mind you) that he has a father he never knew existed until now.

I decided when he was just a baby that I would rather do what I had to do in order to raise him alone, than to force someone who wasn't ready and didn't necessarily want to be involved at the time, into being a part of my son's life. It was a choice of whether I wanted to have to possibly see my child hurt, wondering why his father wasn't around when he wanted him to be, etc. or I could go it alone and I did just that.

I figured when the time came, or when he would ask, I would tell him the truth. And that's just what I had to do today. Only he didn't ask. It was his father who had come forth and asked to be a part of his life.

And this may be just what Brenden needs? I don't know how it will all transpire? All I do know is that I have been thinking about this non-stop for over a week, trying to find the words to tell my son that he had a father he knew nothing about, words that would come out and make it all seem okay.

But after having told him I realize that I should know better than too worry so much, my kids are good kids, and I should have known he would understand and be okay with it as long as I was. He actually seemed excited to know that he has brothers & sisters. But it wasn't just how well he took it, it was what he said next... He says, "gosh mom, this is really going to change my life isn't it?" That's when I realized just how grown up he had become.

Kids Sometimes Say the Darndest Things...

I'm not sure what triggered a thought like this from Nana, but anyone who knows me will tell you that it's a topic or area of life that I try my hardest to avoid.

So, here's how it went... Last night we were driving to Wal-Mart to return a movie to the Redbox. (If you haven't yet tried that redbox thing out, you should...$1 to rent a movie, keep it over night until 9pm the next day, if you miss the deadline, just pay $1 more for another night...very awesome)

Anyhow, just out of the blue, Brianna starts saying how it would be really sad if Alyssa was to sleep a lot one day, then at night she wakes up & cries just a little bit, then goes back to sleep and in the morning we noticed that she had died?!!??!

Where in the world did that come from?

I'm not sure why she would think of something like that, but obviously she did & I suppose it's a good thing that she at least shared it out loud with me so that we could touch on the issue, but it still seems a bit strange to me?

But either way, I used the moment to try and solve another issue we face from time to time and that is Brianna being somewhat rude & mean to her little sister. She's had moments when she yells at her, or smacks her hand, etc. And the next minute she can be the nicest big sister ever.

So, we talked about how it would be very, very sad if something were to happen to any of them. And how we can't take back something we've done if we hurt someone like that. And that no matter how much it makes us cry & how much we miss them, it's just one of those times you can't say sorry & make it all better.

I'm not sure exactly how your suppose to approach or deal with an issue like this, but hopefully it helped everyone to understand a bit more about the value of life.

Alyssa's Very Own Haircut!

I suppose the idea of cutting their own hair is something most girls make it a point to do while they are little? And yes, Brianna also cut her hair when she was around 2 years old. But it was just one big chunk right in the middle of her forehead.

Alyssa however managed to make it a bit harder to cope with as you will see in the pics below.
Just for the record, it was 3 days after her 3rd Birthday, of which was Nov. 3rd (yes I know it's January....) I had just finished taking a shower & as I started my walk down the hallway I starting seeing chunks of hair all the way to the living room which is where I found Alyssa, surrounded by a mess of hair on the floor. I didn't start yelling, but more so crying. Just ask here & she'll tell you that "mommy cried" when she cut her hair.

Before the "Haircut" she had long, beautiful hair that was just about to hit her waist line....

Here's some Before pics...
And the Aftermath...

As you can see, she cut chunks out EVERYWHERE... Out of the front, the back, the sides... So there was no way to fix it except to just cut it all short.


Her new name is "Butch" as it seems to fit well with the hair-do.

Long Time... No Talk...

I am just terrible. I have not posted or done anything here for so long it is just pathetic. Gosh, it seems weird for me to even say something like that? Either way that doesn't matter. What does is the fact that I have put off posting here simply because I got a little bit "busy" and fell behind and didn't get to this as I had hoped or planned on doing, so I let myself go over & over how I would get started again. What would I say? What would be a good way to flow back into things?

I know that I am not alone in this, so I would like to know what your thoughts are and see just how common or uncommon this is. Do you put off doing even the simplest things just because you don't know where to start? Or you are worried you won't be saying the right thing? And you get so bogged down with the how that you never actually do it?

Now that I have that out of my system I do feel a bit better. And once I again I am planning on giving this more of a go again. Actually a lot has happened since the last time I shared anything here, so I should have plenty to talk about. (Just a side note... don't feel obligated to have to read through each and every thing that could tend to come out over the next few posts here... I very well could be so full of information that is just dying to get out, it could lead to a bit of ranting on and on...)

Hope all is well with everyone?!?!

Men vs. Women

Too Cute...

This is exactly the sort of thing that happens around our house on a daily basis. Too funny, just had to share.



Teething Baby

At least this guy was stupid enough to do it in front of surveillance cameras...

Man caught on tape beating, kicking tot

Dealing with the Burdens of Life...

~Accept that some days your the pigeon, and some days your the statue.

~Always keep your words soft & sweet, in case you have to eat them.

~Always read stuff that will make you look good in case you die in the middle of it.

~Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.

~If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

~If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

~It may be that your sole purpose in life is to simply serve as a warning to others.

~Never buy a car you can't push.

~Never put both your feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won't have a leg to stand on.

~Since it's the early bird that gets the worm, sleep late.

~The second mouse gets the cheese.

~When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

~Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live.

~You may one be one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.

~Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.

~We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty, and some are dull. Some have weird names and all are different colors, yet they all live together in the same box.

~A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.