they say the best presents come in small packages, I say they come with snotty noses!

 Warning:  This blog (  I really hate that term)  is full of run on sentences( I really hate ending a sentence) , improper grammar, and a whole heck of a lot of rambling....ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 I always knew when  I was a little girl, that I first and foremost wanted to be somebody's Mommy. I pictured myself being this "cool" mom with super hip clothes, living in a beautiful home, with the best behaved kids in town.  Wow that is not really what I got, I am not that cool most of the time, I shop at garage sales, and well lets face it my kids can be kinda bad, but  if I only knew how blessed I would be. I knew I wanted to have a big family, but I didn't anticipate it to happen so quickly.  I can remember when I found out I was pregnant with Kadence I cried the whole pregnancy.  I wasn't planning on having three kids so close together.  Derek insisted that it wasn't my strongest motherly quality that I openly was disapointed.  Now, I am not gonna sugar coat anything, sometimes she still makes me cry, but I wouldn't trade her for the world!  In my defense when Kadence was born I had a 3 yr old, 2yr old and a newborn baby.

      Today as I tuck my lil ladies in bed I watch as my three babies hug and kiss each other as they say goodnight.  It melts my heart.  The best present I could have ever given them, is each other.  They can disapear into a messy toy room for hours, or entertain each other on a spring day making mud pies.  Who doesn't want that?  A couple weeks ago at Kennady and Karsyn's frist soccer practice, we had to explain to them that you can't play soccer holding hands.  " Dude you're gonna red rover someone! " 

I feel so overhwhelmed with joy that I was able to give my children built in playmates, but more importantly, built in forever friends!  

Ok so back to reality....This "blog"  WILL not be all rainbows and unicorns, so let me appalogize if it seems that way.  It WILL be about dirty laundry, too many dishes, and back talking little girls.  Oh my, can they talk back!!!  Just last week I was curious if a six year old  is too old for the fire station abandoment  law.

With all the chaos.  The arguing. The back talking.  The whining.( don't get me started on whining)  there are these moments that everything freezes, and all the good out weighs the bad.  If we didn't have the ugly, we wouldn't cherish these special moments!

I love that my girls have their own room, but sleep together instead.  

I love that I told Kennady to clean her room, and Karsyn said quickly "I'll help you sissy"

I love watching little hands cupped over little ears, telling little secrets to each other.

I love that Kenna packs tissue from her classroom for their bus ride home, just in case Karsyn has an accident

I love that sometimes when I am unsure what Kadence is asking for, Kennady and Karsyn understand her.

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.

-- Marion C. Garretty

Sisters are like the meatballs in spaghetti.....

the gum in a blowpop

the frosting on the cake

the peanut butter in a reese's

the chocolate chips in a cookie. 

Let me take a quick min. to acknowledge my sister. I can't write a whole passage about siblings and not mention how great of a sister I have. 

To me, you can give your kids all the toys in the world, amazing vacations, your sole attention, but the best gift you could possible give them, is someone to share their childhood with!  Someone long after you're gone, to "remember when" with. To me, the best present doesn't come in a small package, it comes with a snotty nose!

Ok so I typed this a couple days ago.  It sounded great.  I promise. Then my computer froze, and I had to retype. I don't know about you, but I am not a retyper.  It makes me mad.  I can't refocus.  So I appologize for the rambling and unflowiness ( is that a word!?! )