Tuesday, September 30, 2008
She knows what she wants
Since Kennedy is so picky. I wonder what she will want to be for Halloween. Last night I was trying to get her out of the bath. I said, Kennedy time to get out. She puts her hands on her hips and said I am staying right here. It was so cute.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Mothers
REAL MOTHERS
Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
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 shag 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 Mama to Mum to Mother...
The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mummy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mum 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 She's way out of date!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 Mum ' s opinion.
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mum would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mum.
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
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Summer Hat
I just loved this outfit. It was one of my favorites when she was little. If only she would let me dress her now. She is so picky and bossy when it comes to getting dressed. I am lucky to get her into pants and a t shirt for school. It is a challenge. You would think that all jeans were the same to her. But she knows and she knew which ones she likes and one's she doesn't.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
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