I will never understand what it means to have sibling. Every time my girls get into little “sister spats” I panic. I worry that this is the end of their relationship and my family is being torn apart. I will never understand the love/hate relationship that is siblings.
I have written about my struggles with Veronica on here before. The hubster and I have struggled with giving her exactly what she needs while teaching her cope, while trying to not blow things out of proportion. It’s a never ending battle.
I know she’s not happy often, I know she struggles with finding herself and her place in this world. I know she struggles with relationships both with her family and her very short list of friends.
This hit me hard. This was a project done in art class where each student had to pick a superhero and tell why they were their superhero. She didn’t hand this to me, I had to dig to find it, I didn’t expect to be moved to tears.
My sister is my hero because she is always happy.
Just sitting outside the barn with a scarecrow.
She kept calling it her umbrella
We have been getting outside more and enjoying the fall weather. The girls keep asking about living in a place where it’s October year round. If that place exists I’m ready to pack my bags!!
Life with 3 girls is never dull!! Here are 3 very different yet equally funny stories about each of my girls.
We are walking out of my school and Danielle is talking about all the fun she had in 2nd grade that day. She says that she got to see Ms. Cook in the afternoon. Veronica interrupts her and says “Oh I get it! It’s afternoon because it comes after noon”. I just look at her and want to talk to her about interrupting her sister, but she is truly excited that she has discovered what the word “afternoon” means. The only response I had for was to inform her that I was immediately facebooking that.
It’s early morning and we are all running around getting ready like we usually are. Jillian starts crying. In hopes to salvage the morning and make sure everyone leaves the house in a good mood I try to console her. As I’m asking her why she’s crying she sobs through tears “Danielle said that my feet have boobs, and I have to cover them up with socks”. It takes me a minute to realize that she’s talking about her toes. I inform her that those aren’t boobs on the end of her feet they are piggies, she touches them and says that sounds better and runs off to put on her socks.
This story I actually heard about my child from the parent of the other child involved, luckily we are friends that just happen to work together. We have a special deal with Jillian’s Day care where we get to drop her off 15 minutes before they open (so we can get to work on time)so she’s able to see all of her friends get dropped off. One friend that she likes a whole lot is Ryder. She hugs on him and kisses him and mothers him, all those silly little things 3 year olds do. Well one morning she is feeling extra spunky and as soon as she sees Ryder she puts her arms out and says “come here Ryder, get your hugs”. He listens to the girl like his good momma taught him, but Jillian doesn’t stop there. She says “Now give me a big kiss”, as she’s saying this she places one hand on each of his cheeks and pulls him in for a lip lock! That girl always makes sure she gets what she wants!
The only part the mom was made about was that she didn’t get her camera out of her pocket quick enough to take pictures of the interaction.
I have written and deleted this about 5 times. I’ve said it in my head and it sounded great, I’m typed it and nothing. There are no words in my heart to describe what you are about to see. Proud is not strong enough. Love is not deep enough. Understanding is what I feel. Understanding inside the Goofy and Twisted mind of my anxiety suffering daughter.
This makes her eyes light up.
This makes her heart happy.
This makes her mind calm and focused.
This makes her listen to music in a whole new way.
This brings her to life.
This is the final product. (You will want your volume turned up for it)
The song is Family by Toby Mac and the scenes are from Naruto. She just heard the music and saw it play out in her head this way.
This is how my daughter expresses herself.
This is her voice when she can’t find it.
This is her peace.
Well we survived the first two weeks of school! I think we have it down now. :)
Here are your catching up, maybe slightly boring, sunday shorts!
1. I took a CPR class right before school started. I can now officially save a life! The dolls were a little creepy.
This is creepy!
2. While I don’t actually share them I do enjoy hunting down names on cokes new bottles. This one made me think of the hubster….but not enough to let him have any! :)
3. On Friday this message popped up on my phone… apparently you guys were busy.
4. The saturday after school started the girls and I jumped at the chance to get out of town and spend some time with Matka. We especially loved finding time to fist the new Baskin Robbins.
5. The annual tradition! This school year is really weird for me because I already know a lot of my 5th graders. It’s my daughter’s class!! It’s also weird having my daughter on my same hall, at least I always know what she’s studying.
5th, 2nd and Pre-k 3!!
6. This weekend Veronica and I had the house to ourselves…it is with a heavy heart that I inform you that we binge watched the first and second seasons Duck Dynasty on Amazon Prime. I get it now America…I truly get it!