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Sometimes I still get scared. Sometimes I still question my choices. My heart tells me yes and my mind makes me question everything. I guess the good thing is, my mind has yet to tell me no.
Sami's in a great mood considering she had to wake up super early. They knocked out on their own, I didn't have to drug either of them. Dole Plantation train ride. Throwing that shaka sign. Our daily lunch spot. I think this is, by far, my favorite picture of our entire vacation. Testing the waters. Don't mind the photo bomber in the background. I love them. I'm fortunate enough to say that this is my 3rd trip to Hawai'i, and probably my favorite, so far. They all hold a special place in my heart, but this vacation just seemed perfect. It was long overdue. Sami had been doing the Hawai'i countdown since we booked our trip. We didn't do much this time around other than bum it at the beach. We skipped the luau because we had done it the previous two trips. We did the Dole Plantation and I did the maze for the first time. It was a lot of fun. Sadly the maze won us. We didn't finish it ...
Sometimes it's tough being a parent. Aside the obvious things such as tantrums, yelling, not wanting to sleep in their own bed, teaching them manners, and a lot of other things I'm sure most parents can relate to. Recently I came across a new dilemma. Mean kids. I'm not saying my kid is an angel but I try to teach her to be nice to everyone. For the most part she is with the exception of her dad, uncle and godmother. She tends to beat them up. Kids however, she seems to play well with. So when I see a kid being mean to her in any way shape or form it drives me nuts. It automatically makes me pretty damn bitter. Especially if the parent fails to step in. I try to keep my cool because they are kids and naturally they will get into it but I have to admit it's not easy. I know unless it's something serious there is really no reason to say anything. In the end the kids will make up and I and the other parent would probably still be upset at each other ov...
Yesterday morning while I was getting ready for work, I decided to turn on the radio via my record player. It's old school looking (which I love) and has a tuner rather than a digital programmer. I don't mind having to fiddle around and find a decent radio station (as if they exist), except I often don't know what I'm listening to. So anyway, I find what I think is MY FM and decide to proceed with my daily morning ritual. If Sami is up, I make the bed, if she isn't, then I scurry around looking for something to wear as quickly and quietly as I can. That morning Sami was awake. As I was making the bed and watching Sami dance in her crib, I started thinking to myself, hmm these songs aren't too bad. I had no idea what I was listening to I just figured it was Taylor Swift. I heard a few songs and started to notice a pattern. They all talked about being "American". It did seem a bit odd but since I rarely listen to the radio, other than KCRW, I just figure...
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