I have discovered the power in leggings. I have always hated leggings. As a slightly (hah! who am I kidding?!) more voluptuous type (get real, I have a lot of cellulite that I have just come to terms with), they have always been the bane of my closet's existence. That, and anything involves my thighs. Say, shorts. Off topic, but real. Any ways, I have gotten 3 pairs of leggings- either clearance, or given to me- and I must say, I AM IN LOVE. I used to see them as vacuum wrap for my cottage cheese legs, every divot on my upper thighs highlighted by the ridiculously shiny nature of leggings, but now... I am relishing how soft they are on my ever expanding midsection. Being in the whole not-maternity worthy, but not able to button the jeans belly stage, I am ever so appreciative. I probably won't be leaving the house in them without a dress over. After all, if it can happen to Paris Hilton, it WILL happen to me.
Next order of business: T-5 days until we go on a cruise! I am uber excited. As in, I bought make up for the first time in 4 years. I know what you're thinking, concealer gets gross after like 6 months, but hey, who doesn't just pick out the clumps, shake it up, and move on when they only wear it maybe 10 times a year? I am also getting my 2nd trim in 15 months, since I have been growing my hair out and now it's completely Mom-Frump-Unruly. Lingerie packed, check. What's that? You're going to have S-E-X? Umm, yeah. Darn skippy. It's a beautiful thing in the context that God created it. Apparently we have heard of the thing, and seeing as how we are almost a family of five, we must be decent at it. We are going to be alone. On the ocean. Under the stars. Alone. I am so excited!!
|It's going to be like our honeymoon all over!|
Me: "So I saw you picking flowers for Laura Jean at church this morning."I love that he is learning things like this. That just because TV or the movies or the stuff you hear people talk about is common, doesn't mean it's what has to happen in your life. You go by the standards God gave you. You listen to Mommy and Daddy, and we'll guide you best we can. Don't count on the world to make you happy, or fill your voids, because you'll only get let down. It's showing me that we are doing something right and that he has a good head on his shoulders, even if he doesn't listen to his Abuelo to get out of the sprinklers. In time, little one, in time.
Micah: "Yeah, I did."
Me: "What was that for?'
Micah: "She's my friend and I wanted to do something nice for her."
Me: "Is she your girlfriend?"
Micah: "No, I don't want to do that stuff. She's just my friend. I won't have a girlfriend until I'm like, 17. Is that good?"
Me: "Sounds great!"
|Stay young and small!|