The "me" in me frequently gets in arguments with the "mom" in me. The "mom" (thankfully) is starting to win more and more and tell the "me" to stop being a rigid, neurotic mess and let it ride. By "it" I mean the learning through disaster, the filth, the destruction and the comedy of errors that is childhood. I cannot begin to tell you how loudly the nagging voice of my past control-freak self stated its case for hosing Ry down prior to this photo shoot and how the shot of Chloe's sweet face contorted into a super weird, never-before-seen expression was to be deleted immediately. The mom in me won out-- she said: "hey, get over yourself. These are the true moments of your life. Nobody will judge you for accidentally allowing your son to suck (with all his might) on a blueberry scented marker for upwards of 2 minutes while you were engrossed in helping Chloe and friend with an art project. I really am getting to know this person in me more and more and the old me is fading away... soon to be a forgotten memory, watching from afar, where she can't limit sponteneity or truth.
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I was forwarded an email the other day, which I would have normally deleted before reading, but I took the time to read upwards of 75 whitty quotes and words to live by and was struck by #37..."Your children only get one childhood." I actually printed it out and taped it to my computer screen. It really hit home for me because I am usually a neurotic mess. I obsess over every little detail and I realized that it was causing me to lose sight of what childhood is truly about. I am happy to see that I am not the only mom out there who sometimes needs to talk herself down!!
Great photos, E-Skillet. The framing and light are gorgeous.
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