I'm That Girl Who

I have been making lists like crazy. I have quite a bit of travel coming up, and lists help me focus.
I adore reading other's lists. It may be a grocery list, happy list, to-do list, bucket list, things I did list, etc....I love them all. Lists make me smile.

Currently I have a few lists in my head. I will get to those eventually.

This morning I was checking out my lovely friend's blog and saw her list.

I'm That Girl Who:

• spills coffee every time if I am the first one to pour from the pot
• is not naturally organized. It is a chore
• prefers her own popcorn in the movie theatre
• loves seeing movies alone
• gets her feelings hurt easily
• has a hard time making up her mind if given too many choices
• chooses her ice cream flavor by the color of her shirt (see above and making up my mind)
• should wear glasses often but rarely does
• is confident
• is insecure
• loves God
• is useless when reading a good book
• is humbled by her children
• has a big brother that she adores, although they are nothing alike
• uses the word adore too much
• truly loves meeting new people and getting to know them
• has a ton of friends, and I love them each in their own way
• dislikes her feet
• sees beauty in everyone
• loves the word lovely
• likes making lists

I could go on, but in two minutes the kids' alarm will go off and it will be time to get ready for school.

So tell me, what kind of girl are you? When you make the list, add a comment so I can read your lovely list. :)

King Huh?

Jordan loves drawing pictures. That is her love language. And for a little one who just turned 5 and a half, she does a great job.

She made her brother a card for his birthday.

Happy Birthday King

I Love You

In the photo, Jordan drew a picture of herself dressed up and serving him cookies. Complete with a very large cake. To King Drew's left (that is him in his bed being a king), are her gifts to him. A new clock, a crown, baseball hat, a computer, and a camera. That may be a cell phone. She couldn't decide.

So you think she adores him or what?

A Love Letter to my 1st Born

Dear Andrew,

Happy 8th Birthday Drewbear. The past year you have grown in so many ways. Not only are you more than 2 inches taller, but you have become so much more responsible. Without us asking; you replace the trash bag, clean up dog poo (and never complain!), vacuum, and so much more.

I love how you love to make people laugh. Your biggest fan is your little sister. She adores you and no one can make her laugh like you do. Like yesterday she said that her belly hurt because you made her laugh so hard. I also love how you stick strong to our family's rules and respect your home and others around you. You sometimes remind me of little things as well. To thank God before we eat, to say thank you when daddy compliments me, and to take a deep breath if I am stressed out. For an 8 year old, you are so mature. But I also love that you still hug me in front of your friends, and you are so proud when I come around. I pray that you never outgrow me.

You are my handsome little man. You are so very handsome. Your eyes speak to me, and those missing two front teeth melt my heart when you smile. I know next year you won't say "whisper" the way you do now. HaHa!

I hope you have a fabulous day my son. You deserve it!

Love Forever and Always,

Mommy

P.S. Remember your 6th and 7th Birthdays?