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Today is Valentine’s Day. I think its a bogus holiday. It’s really only around for Hallmark to make money off of sappy lovebirds (stupid)! However, 13 years ago today I got the best Valentine’s present ever (it actually might be my only one, I’ve never been good at dating men who recognize me on Valentine’s Day, much less any other day…I’m an idiot) my youngest! It was actually Friday the 13th when I went into the hospital in labor. But I crossed my legs and prayed hard and said, please, please make it to midnight! Power of prayer…I had her at just after 1 am on Valentine’s Day. What a great blessing. And she’s been blessing me ever since!

So, like on the oldest’s birthday, I could tell funny stories of things Samantha has done…we used to call her Scrappy Doo because she was always the tiniest of things but she could whoop your butt in a second. Her older sister learned this quickly! And the older one, she was a perfect angel at school but a monster child at home…Scrappy Doo, perfect angel child at home…but boy did she give those teachers a hard time. Like, standing against the wall and holding her hands over her ears chanting, “You’re not the boss of me”!! Haha, oh boy did they have their hands full with her.

But she was also the one who, on career day in preschool (yes they had career day in preschool, crazy I know) she went as a Princess. And I said, well you know what…if anyone is going to do it, she can! I’m still crossing my fingers for that one! LOL! But, the funny stories and the nicknames…they aren’t what really makes her who she is. Her creativity and her sensitivity are what makes her special. When she was 9 she asked for an easel and paints because she decided she wanted to be an artist. So, I obliged and started her on her way to painting with acrylics and sketching. Then about 2 years later she decided she wanted to be a photograper as well (not instead of…she still loves painting). So, I obliged, again.

I think that you can see the real Samantha in her artwork and her photography. There’s a lot of talent in that little 13 year old body…but even more so, there’s a lot of feelings and emotion! Following are some of her beautiful photography. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do!

Flowers

Balloon release at Breast Cancer Awareness Party

Family Camping at Hawley Lake

Flower

More Flowers

And to really show her spirit…this is what she made my computer background today…her face, oh that silly face (upper right corner in case you can’t tell)…that is the real Sami!

Valentine's Day Love

HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY PEANUT! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY INSPIRATION!

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Today is my oldest’s 16th birthday. I cannot believe that my little munchkin is actually 16. That is so scary. And really, how does she keep getting older without me getting older? It’s crazy. LOL! Anyways, my oldest was always quite the handful (and still is and I’m sure turning 16 will only make her more of a handful…watch out Phoenix drivers…she’s officially on the road) so I thought I would dedicate this post to the funny things she has said or done in the past 16 years. The little things that I like to remember…the memories I hold deep in my heart…and bring out frequently to keep myself from sending her back to where she came from!! She always had a very advanced vocabulary and was speaking in full sentences at a very young age…and it sure didn’t take long before I realized that she was way smarter than me and her father.

Perfect example of her outsmarting her father (still happens on a regular basis, haha)…she was around 2 and we had just moved into a new house…with white carpets (who has white carpets when they have a 2 year old). However, we had not received the furniture yet so in the living room was one big comfy leather chair and a wood bench. So the little one decided to plant her little butt in the big chair with a bowl of Fruit Loops and watch some Barney. Dad came in, moved her little butt out of the chair and turned the tv to football (I luckily had a perfect view from the kitchen, of what was about to follow). He informed her, he was the grown up and she was little so he got the chair, unless she could get him out of it, at which point she pushed and shoved but he didn’t budge. So, she moved to the coffee table and proceeded to drop a Fruit Loop on the white carpet and step on it (the whole time, staring straight into his eyes). He insisted she pick it up…which she did not. Then, another Fruit Loop down and smashed…he again insisted it get picked up…it did not. This went on until there were about 7 or 8 smashed Fruit Loops on the white carpet, at which point, her Dad got up to pick up the Fruit Loops…and the little one, jumped in the big, comfy chair, spread herself across the whole thing…and held on for dear life. As I laughed, I said, “I believe the 2 year old just outsmarted you…you might as well just call it a day”! Mark 1 for the 2 year old!

Driving home from school one day, she was around 3 because the youngest was along now and was about 4 months old. It was almost Father’s Day and I had just picked them up from daycare where the oldest had made her Dad a little bowl of some sorts (you are not supposed to question what your kids make, you just like it. Hell, my parents still have some sort of container I made, which I accidentally fired the lid onto so now they use it as a doorstop…embarrassing) and on the bottom it said, Happy Father’s Day! Love, Sydney. So, I’m holding it and she says to me, “What does it say”? So I say, “It says Happy Father’s Day! Love, Sydney”. Then she says, spell it…so I say “H.A.P.P…at which point, she shouts out…Hahahaha I made you say PeePee! Oh Dear Lord…Give me strength.

On another day, driving home from daycare, Sydney, mad at her 4 month old sister for some reason…you know how annoying infants can be…said, “What the hell”? And I replied, “Sydney, we do not say that. That is not a nice word”. To which she replied, “What, I said HILL…like the thing you climb up”. (At this point, I believe she actually rolled her eyes at me…but I was really too afraid to look directly at her)!

Several months later she followed up the “HILL” line with another fine use of a cuss word…She was wandering around the living room looking for something and when I told her she was in my way she informed me that “she really didn’t give a damn”…at which point I again said, “Sydney, we do not say that. That is not a nice word”. To which she informed me…”I said, DAM, like the thing that holds water”. Much to my surprise…I actually found a little strength to have my own comeback…I said, “I think you better go outside with your Dad, before I kick you in the ass…and by ass I mean, like the donkey”!! Haha, boy, I really told her. 1 for Mom…50 for the child!

Of course, nowadays, I’ve given up trying to tell her we don’t say those words. Now most of our laughter comes from the dumb things she does….like looking for Halloween costumes one year and there was an elf costume in the catalog and she says to her sister…who would want to be an elf for Easter? Haha, WHAT? Of course, several months later, when it was “actually” Easter, her sister and I woke her up by saying Happy Halloween!

There’s also the time she walked face first into a sign along a sidewalk…or fell off the curb while Trick or Treating with her friends because she couldn’t walk in heels. Or the time she stabbed herself in the hand while trying to break up a frozen Gatorade she wanted to eat. Her clutziness sure gives her sister and I plenty of laughs. Even better is when she accidently makes herself look dumb…like Christmas this year we were putting up the tree…we have quite a few “homemade” ornaments (as I hope all parents do) and so she pulls out this little paper Christmas tree with a rope on it to hang it from and she says, “haha who made this stupid ornament”…at which point she turns it over and it says right across the back…Sydney (actually with the y’s backwards) and then the part we liked the most is that instead of the year 2000 which must have been when she made it…it said…200000000000000. LOL! Apparently someone liked to write zero’s!

It’s fun to think back to all the times we’ve laughed at her and with her. It’s fun to think back to 16 years ago when she decided to come into this world almost 5 weeks early…after being postponed when she tried to come 9 weeks early. I get a smile on my face every time I think of her beautiful curls that she has had from the moment she had hair…and the times I’ve sat next to her and stuck my fingers through those beautiful little spirals. There have been violin concerts and horse shows and volleyball games. And of course, the dances…and the friends…and the boyfriends. I guess the lesson learned is that no matter how hard being a mother is…and no matter how many times I struggle to raise her and her sister…there truly is nothing more amazing and more satisfying…than motherhood.

Happy 16th Birthday Sydney! I am so proud of the beautiful young girl that you have become and I look forward to the many more adventures we have yet to experience! I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE MUNCHKIN !

My Big Brown Eyed Girl!

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