“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
– Maya Angelou
Oct 162012
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“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”
– Marilyn Monroe
I don’t have much in common with this tragic, lovely lady, but I do have some of her flaws. And I have some flaws all my own. Thank goodness I found someone who not only can handle me, but loves being my handler.
In relationships, learn to let go of the little things and look at the big picture. You will be a lot happier!
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“A two-year old is kind of like having a blender, but you don’t have a top for it.”
~ Jerry Seinfeld
Me and my kitchen floor agree wholeheartedly. = )
Aug 282012
“Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.”
– Rudyard Kipling
Think about what you say, about others and about yourself, especially in front of your children. To be continued…
Aug 222012
“I always do a double take when I’m told a newborn’s ‘length.'”
– Aaron Karo (who obviously does not have kids, but is funny as hell)
Aug 202012
“You can do anything, but not everything.”
– David Allen
Aug 142012
Since my daughter’s daycare is closed for two weeks, I am finding this to be more true than ever…
“There is not enough time to do all the nothing we want to do.”
– Bill Watterson (the wise author of Calvin and Hobbes)
Aug 122012
“You don’t really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around – and why his parents will always wave back.”
William D. Tammeus
Enough said.
Aug 092012
“The joys of motherhood are never fully experienced until the children are in bed.”
Unknown
So true. No matter how exhausting the day or how crabby the daughter, everything always seems better when I can reflect on it in a quiet house with wine in hand. No matter what the day was like, by the time we go to bed my husband and I spend at least 30 minutes talking about how wonderful/smart/funny/perfect Lyla is. Unless of course, she is up crying…