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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Does It Matter?

Saturday morning the snow came down and it was the perfect day to sit the two of them on their counter stools and get to work baking.


Before you think I'm some really cool, laid back mom that lets my kids make a gigantic mess in the kitchen, let me please tell you that this doesn't happen as often as it should.

I wish I could care less about silly, petty things less. I really do.

Today Henry wore the most mis-matched hodge podge outfit ever. He even had mis-matched socks on this morning, one Lightning McQueen and one Batman {his first loves!} but because he stepped in a puddle of melted ice cube on the kitchen floor he had to change his socks.

When he came out of his bedroom dressed {after having a meltdown about all of his jeans being in the laundry} I winced and I really wanted to say let's find something that goes together.

I didn't. His preschool teachers can attest to his mixture of Batman and brown, grey and bright blue this afternoon.

I am trying to care less about things that don't really matter. Because does it really matter? Does it really matter if E goes through three outfits within four hours because her mood has inspired her to change yet again? Does it matter that after baking there was flour from head to toe on the both of them?



Thank you, friends, for your comments and your facebook messages and your emails and your phone calls and your texts yesterday. I am overwhelmed by the love I received. Even just this afternoon I sat reading a few messages that were sent this morning with tears in my eyes reading some of YOUR stories and YOUR hearts. Thank you.


The winner of the book If I Could Keep You Little is comment #2. Darcie

The Sesame Street Live ticket giveaway ends Wednesday and I just posted another $100 Visa Giftcard giveaway with Pop-Tarts and BlogHer right here.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

The older I get the less things matter. I wish I had realized this when I was young and raising my children. Take the time to enjoy each and every day of your children's lives. They are little for such a short time and grow up much too quickly. Samara, my mother has been gone for 25 years and still on the date of her death the tears roll down my cheeks. We never get over the the loss of our parents or a spouse who we so loved. LouAnn (Deb's mom)

December 14, 2010 at 8:15 PM  
Blogger Adventures In Babywearing said...

I've found that the little things really don't matter... and sometimes just letting it be allows more room for our little ones to figure out just who they want to be, and how. But no matter what- whether we are Moms that constantly guide their actions or fall to the lazy side, if they are loved, it's all that matters. :)


December 14, 2010 at 11:41 PM  
Blogger Beth said...

I'm not a mom yet but I'm guilty of that too - worrying about the little things sometimes that really don't matter and finding myself not enjoying the moment as much because I'm so worried about details. I am really trying to step back and let that go this holiday season, but it sure can be a challenge sometimes!

December 15, 2010 at 8:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The best cookies are made by the little peeps!! Love these picture's. kids are having so much fun and what memories you are making.
we use to make cookies and hang them on the tree.
As for the little things I just let them be and enjoy every moment as time goes by so fast.

Love You All
Auntie Laurie

December 15, 2010 at 10:29 AM  
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December 17, 2010 at 11:45 AM  

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