Happy Halloween

Comfy shoes

Yes, it was one of those mornings! You know that kind where nothing is going smoothly. It's all taking more time. More time to get dressed (two outfits for my daughter), more time for my son to try on 3 pairs of shoes including taking off his socks to put on flip flops. All this and I still wasn't dressed for work or had my hair done.

Once we were all in the car, I breathed and thought it was all over. As I stepped out of the car to get the kids out for daycare, I thought "Wow, what comfy shoes." Then I looked down and I had my crocs on! I think the crocs are not classified as business casual. So away I went back home to get on my dress shoes.

Humble

Being a parent is humbling. Children repeat what you say, they challenge what you teach them, and they stretch you to think about life in a whole other way. We try as parents to protect and shelter them from the world. Giving them experiences a little at a time, like handing them one M&M at time versus the whole bag of M&Ms.



But given our best attempts they will also experience life differently or faster than you. I was thinking that this would happen when the kids get older. One of these defining moments for me was when I was in college and left to explore Great Britain, France and Australia. These were places that my parents had not yet experience. I remember feeling so excited to go on my adventure to these places.



But the other day the kids spent the weekend with Grandpa and Grammy. When we picked them up and our son was so excited to tell me that he drove the Bobcat all by himself. We've encourage our kids to be independent. But now my son was driving a bobcat all by himself a whole year before I did at a young age. My son was so proud to tell us of his new adventure. I am humbled.

No boundries

I remember my daughter wanting to pee like her brother outside at the beginning of the summer. We'll apparently she has been pondering how to pee like boys.

The other morning I found her on the toilet.  She had her knees on the seat, facing the toilet, hanging on to the sink and peeing.  I immediately started to laugh.  I asked her what made her do that.  She simply stated that she was peeing like her brother.