This kid.

I think when I graduated college, I had no idea what was in store for me as an adult. And then we got married, same thing, absolutely no idea. And then we had kids. And that has been the next level of the completely unknown.

When they were little, I thought it was one thing, but as they got older, everything shifted. And now that they’re 12 and 16, I think I might finally understand what we got ourselves into.

Parenting is such a learn on the job type experience.

I have two beautiful boys. They are so completely different. But they are both kind and good and fun. I love spending time with them.

Our oldest son is about to get his drivers license. It feels terrifying, but also I’m excited for him. I remember those early days of freedom. I want that for him too.

Tonight he let me straighten his curly hair with my straightening iron. I asked him if I could put that in my daily blog and he said yes.

I feel extremely blessed to be his mom.

I guess tonight I’m just contemplating the unknown. How could we ever know this was what was in store for us?

Thanks for reading today’s entry in my daily blog.  My goal here is to practice noticing. I try to write about small things and I try to keep it light. Sometimes I write about creativity or healing. And sometimes I write about my dogs or what I cooked for dinner. Writing daily here is a way for me to shine a light back on my life and help me see.

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2 thoughts on “This kid.

  1. Just wondering if you got a picture of Charlie with his hair straightened?

    Love the “unknown “ topic. It’s probably a good thing we didn’t have a clue what we were doing.

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