Being judged by perfect people

I was judged today.
It is ok, I’m used to it. In fact I’m judged all the time. Everyone is, by their neighbors  (keep a messy yard and you are instantly lazy not busy),  by the people behind you in traffic (speed limit haters…all of them), even by your dog (who is just upset that you pull the 5 second rule on that piece of bread). People might not be vocal but trust me, people reading your status on Facebook might be thinking you spend way too much time discussing your lack of sleep (those who can’t, talk about it).

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Girls vs. …girls

Scott came first, then Sammie came roaring in…boy then girl, so I had the full experience, right? Trucks and dolls. Yeah, well, not so much. I will blog about Mr. Scott later, this morning ms. Pretty not so girly ways come to mind.
Sammie burst onto the scene only 15 short months after her brother. While holding her own, she liked what Scott did and showed little interest in dolls, dresses, and other “girly” stuff. While she liked princesses, but she spent more time playing cars. I will admit, I was indifferent.
After Sammie came Matt, after Matt came Bekah…and here was my girly girl. This morning, for example, while Sammie played Legos, I played Dollies with Bekah. Sammie likes pants, Bekah loves Dresses…yet funny enough Bekah adores Sammie. I enjoy seeing how different my girls are, how unique.

First attempt

I had an idea to restart our old photo album. We use to put up pages and pages of photos with stories of our kiddos, but had to stop when time and interest failed us.
I miss it, and just putting pictures up on Facebook isn’t the same so I am going to start using our website again for photos. Also, for photo projects. Good luck to me:)