Mom's NOT crazy

Being a mom is hard. No doubt about it. I have never experienced anything so trying and yet such a blessing rolled into one. Lately I have been asking myself what am I teaching these kids? When I yell at them they are learning to yell at each other. Say what you want about raising your voice to your kids. I believe there are times it is necessary -- in order to startle them from doing something dangerous. But speaking -- and looking into their eyes...I am amazed at how effective that is. Last week I was assigned a passage of scripture for a devotional I write for. I wrote it and was moving on with my day. And then an incident with FunnyGirl happened. I rewrote it. In a nutshell, FunnyGirl got into my perfume. I wanted to yell at her when I gasped and saw her in my room with open bottles. But instead I asked her what she did. She eventually explained she wanted to be like mommy. I then looked over at my Bible on the rocker. There was pen marks in it. Again, I wanted to gasp in horror

December is here and gone and I had no tim eto post. If you are a friend of mine on Facebook, you saw the photos that were uploaded for the entire month and just how busy we were! A new year is here and I can't help but think that this is the year Princess turns six and will evntually be in first grade. This is the year the triplets will turn 4 --(I know it's 10 months away). I wa sthinking about that last night while grabbing some clearance items in size 4T for next Christmas. Wow. It was only a year and a half ago Princess was in 4T. Now I am shopping for size 7 for her. Why do these monkeys have to grow up? Also this weekend I have been thinking about growing up for mommy. This past year I have grown in a way that I wish I could write into words. Even though I am a writer I just can't. I scratch my head and try to come up with a way to explain it on Facebook...to explain it outloud...and now on here. But I can't. I learned a little something about love -- agape l