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I thought I'd never...

Here are a few things that I thought I would NEVER do. For reasons mostly affiliated with being too "motherly" or "old". I always wanted to be this fun, YOUNG Mom. I have been thinking about this a lot lately, so I thought I'd share.

I thought I'd never...

• Listen to country music. For some reason it was way too twangy and too banjo-playing, harmonica whistling annoying. My eyes were OPENED when I met Jimmy. I was SHOCKED to see him sing along to Garth Brooks. At first, It made me want to vomit. WHY was this guy singing along to this CRAP? (off tune, I might add) I slowly warmed up to it, and think it's the sweetest thing to see a tough guy sing country. Now, as a Mother, It's one of the only clean things on. It's catchy, and more soothing than other things out there. My heart lies in smooth R&B, but I really have to be careful about the messages the songs relay. I find myself changing the lyrics to be my own, more positive words. :)
• Drive a mini-van. OK, I still haven't, but there's something about those auto-open doors that is so enticing.
• Carry a big purse. Well, I broke that rule once I started doing hair with my duffel bag of a purse I tote around with all my tools. It holds everything. Just don't ask me to find anything in it.
• Push a shopping cart. WHAT? Who SAYS that? I remember telling my Mother this. Seriously? How else am I supposed to carry all my goodies from target? Or two gallons of milk at a time for that matter? Maybe I thought it would "age" me. Quick lesson learned. There might be a premature hunchback if I were to continue on without a shopping cart. Now that's aging.
  

Today, I looked in my rear -view mirror and saw Lucas' bright eyes as he bopped his head to {country} music. I've learned that "motherly" and "old" are beautiful things. I've learned to live the age you are. I mean really LIVE it. Don't let a moment pass you by. Cruise that Minivan listening to those twangy tunes with pride. Push that shopping cart carrying that ginormous purse like you mean it. I'm so glad I had my Mother do these things and set the example for me. I'm sure when I told her I would never be caught behind a shopping cart, or that her music was lame that she just rolled her eyes. She knew that someday I would be doing the same things as her. I love her for that.

pumpkin patch 2009

On a whim, my sister and her kids picked up Lucas and I, and we headed to Maris farms. What a blast! Lucas was so happy to be able to run free outside for hours! He never stopped.

I tried to let him pick a pumpkin to take home but apparently he thinks they are balls. He kept throwing them. He danced to the country music, loved all the tractors and even high-fived the monster truck driver.

Lucas was not intrigued by the big mess of corn the kids played in:

Can you find the Lucas?

Thanks, Tammy for a wonderful afternoon!
Lucas loves his cousins and every chance he gets to run and play with them.

sweet lucas

he has my heart.