My crew.............I'm so outnumbered
Corey
is 15 now. Man, I remember being 15. I don't remember
it being so difficult. It's weird how being a mom makes you
so old.
any better, that old saying what goes around comes around... I think that
is it. Is it the other way? oh well, you get the idea... It's coming back around.
Meet Corey. Corey is 15. need i say more? well, because I'm his momma i will
Corey is very strong headed and I love him very much. He is good with his
brothers and for the most part minus the hormones trustworthy. I look forward
to the days that we can be friends. Like a am with my parents now. I know it will
come one day...
My Oldest Corey
Then their is my 9 yr old Sam.
Sam, Sam...Sam i am. He hates when i say that :-)
He is finding his place. He wants to be "COOL"
That means he needs pants with holes in them.
Because if you didn't know, that attracts chicks.
Oh, the things they think. Here is Sam without
the holey jeans because the chick that is most
important doesn't like jeans with holes :~)
Sam
Brennan. Sweet, Sweet Brennan.... Also know as Goo
Bear. He is a fire cracker for sure. He is stubborn,
yet he is also very kindhearted an sweet. He is an
artist for sure and is always creating things that make
us laugh. He is 6 and I love me some Goo Bear
Brennan
Meet Matt. AKA Matt-Matt, Mattie, Mattie Poo and so on
He is my baby. The last of the kids. I'll never have another
Therefore, he will always be my baby. Poor Kid.
Matt is twee yrs old. If you ask him that is what he'll say
He is my shadow and i would be lost without him...or extremely
relaxed :~) Talk on the street is he's going to preschool next
which i will not comment on cause mama's ready for a little break
just not good at change. No kids at home will be an extreme change
guess we will cross that bridge when it comes. For now i will enjoy
my twee yr old
Matt
It's been way to long since I've blogged....
So much changes in two years. Well, it's almost two
years since I've posted. My kids are growing.Corey
is 15 now. Man, I remember being 15. I don't remember
it being so difficult. It's weird how being a mom makes you
so old.
Like, you are not cool anymore.
AT ALL.... :~)
I guess this is payback, for all the hard times i gave my mom and dad.
BTW.... I'm sorry. For Everything. For all the times i thought i knew
everything and you knew nothing.... I'm sorry. If it makes you feel any better, that old saying what goes around comes around... I think that
is it. Is it the other way? oh well, you get the idea... It's coming back around.
Meet Corey. Corey is 15. need i say more? well, because I'm his momma i will
Corey is very strong headed and I love him very much. He is good with his
brothers and for the most part minus the hormones trustworthy. I look forward
to the days that we can be friends. Like a am with my parents now. I know it will
come one day...
My Oldest Corey
Then their is my 9 yr old Sam.
Sam, Sam...Sam i am. He hates when i say that :-)
He is finding his place. He wants to be "COOL"
That means he needs pants with holes in them.
Because if you didn't know, that attracts chicks.
Oh, the things they think. Here is Sam without
the holey jeans because the chick that is most
important doesn't like jeans with holes :~)
Brennan. Sweet, Sweet Brennan.... Also know as Goo
Bear. He is a fire cracker for sure. He is stubborn,
yet he is also very kindhearted an sweet. He is an
artist for sure and is always creating things that make
us laugh. He is 6 and I love me some Goo Bear
Meet Matt. AKA Matt-Matt, Mattie, Mattie Poo and so on
He is my baby. The last of the kids. I'll never have another
Therefore, he will always be my baby. Poor Kid.
Matt is twee yrs old. If you ask him that is what he'll say
He is my shadow and i would be lost without him...or extremely
relaxed :~) Talk on the street is he's going to preschool next
which i will not comment on cause mama's ready for a little break
just not good at change. No kids at home will be an extreme change
guess we will cross that bridge when it comes. For now i will enjoy
my twee yr old
Matt
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