Will I Ever Be Mother of the Year?

I'd like to think my kids adore me, can't live without me, and will one day vote me Mother of the Year... but for now I guess I'll be content with playing with the obnoxious toys, reading the same books ad nauseaum, changing and cleaning poopy cloth diapers, feeding, etc. Maybe one day they'll look back and realize that it was in the little things that I showed them how much I enjoy being their Mother.

One of the only reality shows I can watch with my husband in the room is America's Got Talent. He hates everything else, mostly for the 'fake' drama and really wrecked lives most of them thrive on... anyways... We were watching some of the auditions last night and this guy came on and was so emotional. He was on to make his family, and especially his Mother, proud. He was amazing! He did opera, which is not usually my thing - but I got goosebumps when he hit some of those notes. I look forward to the day my sons want to make me proud. I'm proud already and they haven't even really started yet!

I don't know how many of my readers go to my church, but I think it's safe to assume a fair number of you do... I really enjoyed Pastor Derrick's Father's Day message. I think he's right when he said there are a number of selfish parents out there. Too many of us take out kids for granted. It won't be long before they're gone - it's so cliche, but he's right. I keep thinking I can't wait until Kai can play with Jericho and I can have more time to myself... Or I can't wait until Jericho can take care of Kai more and they can go outside together. But soon they won't want to cuddle with me as much or enjoy just sitting and reading. Soon they'll be on the go. I want to savour these moments, but it's hard not to be selfish sometimes.

Nate is currently at a funeral for a friend. We all wanted to go, but it just wasn't to be. It's one of those very sad stories of a girl who died before her time and who's life in the end didn't reflect the promise it had in years gone by. I'm sad for the whole situation, most of all - her parents. I don't think there is greater pain than that of a parent grieving a child. Any child. Doesn't matter what mistakes that child has made, a parent still grieves.

Anyways, my little sweetie is making his one hundredth request for the same book to be read once again... But just to let you all know that Deacon had his first sleep over at home last night (!) and Megan is at Childrens right now to see if he can stay home, or if he needs more monitoring. Thanks for all your prayers and to those who graciously provided meals, it was GREATLY appreciated!!