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- Annette
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Tuesday Treasure
Is it me being to sensitive or is it a teenage boy thing? My son has been so mouthy and rude to me and I can't stand it, I seriously don't think he realizes how he's hurting my feeling's, if one of my children are happy and treating me decent, the other is acting like a thorn in my kisser. Amanda's counselor gave me some initials and the meaning and I am going to tape them every where, they are "D T I P" they mean... "Don't Take It Personally" easier said then done, and I pay her to think of these thing's come on now, but she is an excellent counselor though, so I ask God to PLEASE help keep my mouth closed since I know I wont have anything nice to say and it will probably hurt his feeling's, 2 wrongs don't make a right, they say and it is so true....then I reminded of my Tuesday treasure with saying all that......It's a blue glass whale he bought me at the 99 cent store, that is now called the Dollar Store for my birthday one year, and it sits on my bathroom counter and every morning I see it while getting ready, I didn't collect anything like that at the time and of course I made a big ta do out of it, and he was so proud of that thing, so day's later I asked him, "John, what made you decide to buy Momma that pretty blue whale?" and do you know what he said, "I liked the color, and it was all I could find that I liked" I thought bless this child's heart, he thought of me while thinking about he what he liked, he figured if he liked it, I would to, and he was so right, it's thing's like that I am reminded of his kind and thoughtful heart, he truly does have a huge kind heart, it's just I am not seeing at this very moment, and he's maybe not seeing mine either, it's thing's like this that brings us closer!! Have a great Tuesday all, suppose to sprinkle here sometime between today and Wednesday, of course cause I'd like to get out and pull weed's. Love ya all Annette
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3 comments:
oh, annette.....that is the wonderful thing about mothers/you....unconditional love! loving his little treasure and everything about it even while feeling hurt! i don't think kids know how deeply words sting mothers....especially at his age...and maybe if they did, they wouldn't say them. they live more in a world about "me" and we live more in a world about "everyone else"......give him time! DTIP....good advice...but mommas also like appreciation and respect....so, i guess pick your battles and i hope that your heart feels better soon!
this too shall pass! :)
love,
kimberly
They outgrow it Nettie...I have one going through what I hope is the final stages of mouthiness, but it's getting minimal and only when she's tired, so I just zip my lip and go about my own business, but oh on the days when I don't think fast enough to do that we REALLY butt heads...gotta love 'em. You know we use to be mouthy too and both our mothers said we'd have one just like us, well how about that?
DTIP...I'll have to remember that!
Love the image I'm getting of your little blue whale. Kids really can be very sweet when they want to...I believe this is a built-in mechanism to balance out those "other" days so mothers don't leave them behind in department stores :)
much love,
Joni
Datgum... Kimberly and Joni stole my words!
This too shall pass! You have to love them through it.
Hugs, Phyllis
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