"I miss myself"

While putting Reece to sleep a few night ago he was saying that he wished he could be bigger like me and daddy...I told him that I like him just the size he is now and that in fact I miss my little baby and he replied with "I miss myself too". I was amazed that a three year old could have such insight because there have been many instances when "I miss myself " too. Can you relate? Sometimes when we get busy or overwhelmed it seems we just want to reconnect to ourselves so we do things to get back in sync with friends, family and spouses. It's not that I don't love and appreciate what I am or have now it just it easy to forget about who we are and what our mission is. So the next time you are missing yourself take a few moments to rejuvenate and fine you again...I'll bet you smile.

Houston's 10 now

OK, so it's Monday again. Had a busy few weeks. Last weekend (3/10) we celebrated Houston's 10 th birthday...there was something about him turning 10. No more single digits for this guy. I shared with him the fact that I was sad to see him grow up but happy about the young man he is becoming he said "at least it's one with a zero (10) instead of nine with a zero (90)...so who get the smarty pants award?...love the way his brain works. Got lots of pics from the day and party so I will make him a special b-day album on Shutterfly when I get the chance. He loved the Jon boat Dad and I gave him so the idea of any Game boy was quickly forgotten. The best part was that he said it was the best gift ever. We had a few friends join in for a bonfire and cookout on Sat...it's so relaxing sitting around under the stars starring at the flames...reminds me so much of being a teenager with my friends. This weekend we took the boys to the fair...Reece as been seeing a carnival on his favorite show Dragon Tales so he was so excited about going. He loved all the rides and anything you could climb on. The fair brings back lots of memories too. I can remember saving my money for months just to have 10-15 dollars to spend at the fair. Then as I got older it was the highlight of the year. It was a guaranteed few days off school as I usually had some "official" duty with FFA or my animals. I was amazed when I would meet someone in high school that had never been to the fair..hello did they live on another planet or what? Guess it all in where you grow up...so glad I came from Fruitville.