TGIF!! Hooty-who!
I’m especially t-i-r-e-d this week… maybe it’s the combination of the time change and the fact that my adorable (yet surprisingly manipulative) little Arrow has been waking me up 4-5 times a night.
For those of you with little ones… Isn’t it (almost) apprehensible what you will do to keep one child from waking up another?!?! I’m now finally understanding why “the baby” gets all the preferential treatment – it’s sheer exhaustion. With each addition to the family, my fight has dwindled… not to mention my sanity, but that goes without saying, I suppose.
Hm. Is this why most men think their mother’s are crazy? (They don’t realize that we’re still sleep deprived 30 years later.)
And is it strange that it’s mostly sons that think this, while daughters believe their mother’s are angels/crusaders/mythical beings/da bomb?
Wow. A lot of revelations for a Friday. Ok, I’ll get to it. After I take a little swig of coffee… at least I can count on you, old friend.
So what’s on the agenda today? Well, let me remind you of my boring hallway… Again.
Well, now she’s looking like this!
My husband and I eyed these a while back at the Rose Bowl, piled in a heap. They are stainless steel letters 19″ tall.
The word PASSION spans a full 90″ down the hall.
It’s difficult to photograph since the hall is so narrow, but I’m sure you get the idea. I’m not sure about the runner yet, so don’t hold me to this one… I’ve been trying out a few, but it’s sooooo hard to decide!!!
Why the word passion?
It is a how our family lives. When you have passion for life, what you can achieve is limitless. My hope is that my sons will have passion, a bit of fire in their bellies… maybe not for the opposite sex until college. Please!
Do you have a “word” or saying that you live by?
Would you ever hang it on your wall to remind you to live that way everyday?
Happy Creating! Tootles, Jessica
