Ever since I was about... ohhhhhhhhh... ummmmmmmmm... 13? *scratching my head* I think that's right. Yes, we'll say 13.
Ever since I was 13 I knew I would be a mother of boys. In fact I wanted 6. Yes, 6 boys and no girls!(Remember this was when I was 13 and I love my little girl!)
I remember being in elementary school and my 4th grade teacher Mr. Carroll asked us to write down a life plan. Mine included that I would graduate High School, go to College, stay home and be a mother and then when my children were older I would go to work. I probably didn't start thinking about the logistics of things until I was a teen. If you notice in my plan being married wasn't even something I thought about. That could be due to the fact that my mother was not married for much of any of my childhood/adulthood, and my father was out of the picture. When my mother decided it was time for my twin and I to have a relationship with my father we found out he had been murdered.
Anyway, I tend to get easily distracted... it shows even in my writing.
Anyway, I don't know why I wanted 6 boys but I am so grateful for the 2 I have been blessed with! There is something special about holding a sweet baby boy and I sure love holding mine!
I love the snow! I love how the snow brightens our nights! I love how my house seems to be warmer during snowy nights! I love waking up to fresh blanket of snow that hasn't melted, been shoveled, or played in! I love that on most snowy days I am blessed to be able to stay home and enjoy the beauty of it!
