Kids

Gosh guest what I blog less than a month. Whooo Nellie hold your hats. Well really nothing going on here. No snipets of life to learn as of yet. But I am getting my bills paid and that is a plus. It will be my first Halloween with no kids going out to trick or treat. Yes, Yes I know that my kids are well beyond the age but I loved getting the candy. Yes, Yes I do have a terrible sweet tooth but only for chocolate the candies of gods. They have decided to go one step further and show me how much they have grown up and go to a concert. Of all things a concert. But I will bite my lip and pace from room to room until they have arrived back home safe and sound.

Having teenagers in the house I have learned that I need to give over the control. I am not the mommy that kissed their booboo's away anymore. They do like it when I give that tlc but it getting less and less. Where are the children that would run up to me and have ton's of questions of life. Now they know it all and don't want my input. Like my kids say that don't mind what I can teach them, is that I tell them things, and it turns out right.

I tell them I wasn't born yesterday and I am sure that I have experiences it at least once or twice before and have learned my lesson. I know I must cut those apron strings and let them learn their own mistakes. I am not ready to do that but I will one day. Hmmmm I wonder what day that will be. From fighting to get them in the shower to hey where do you think your going dressed like that. Plus, in this day and age my dauther is just 13 they are really she going on 20-something. My son, just short of being a man. ha ha on that one. But he's driving now, boy where is that tricycle I would feel so much better.

I have learned that need to let go. I know that it is a phrase that I must go through it. But dang I don't have to like it. Having to sit by and bit my tongue when they are doing something crazy in their life. Having to watch them get bumped and bruised in life drama. It so difficult but I have noticed when I do butt in and I mean that is what they say "BUTT IN". They turn off their ears and brains for that matter. I can stomp my feet and turn red in the face and they just look and me and say, "whatever mom, stay out of my life." I need to step back and count to 10 and say okay. I remember when I was just like that, oh so many years ago. It hard for those parents that haven't enter the teenage years. Those sweet little cherub's have turn into gremlin's. Don't get me wrong I have been blessed with two great kids. They don't do any drugs, drink with the other kids and they still have open communication with me. So I am blessed and I wouldn't trade me kids for anything. But more is it trial and error as a parent.

But in the long run, I have to admit now that I have gone on vacation and visited my parents once again. You as adult do go back and want to be that kid again. I enjoyed the moments of just being a kids and doing basic chores when I was home. I didn't have to worry about paying bills for that week and making my bed when I got up was no big deal. I know that when everything said and done I will get my cherub's once again. I just need to wait and see.

Well catch you all later.