first, miranda's summer escapades.
then, living an awful beautiful life.
finally, wearing my paper crown.
yes this blog started out as a way for family to track my summer adventure.
i stopped blogging when camp ended because i felt like i had nothing to say, but then i felt like something was missing.
so, i started blogging about my beautiful life. realized right away that blogging makes me happy. i dont care if anyone reads these (although it would be nice) because i love doing it.
well finally i just got bored with that name. my life is still beautiful, but i have decided to make it even better by always wearing my invisible paper crown.
after all i am my biggest fan.
i think i shall keep this name and have an awesome blogger > christa.jae make me a fabulous blogger design to match. (poor girl, ive been bugging her for weeks)
moving on!
today jack told me i have nice ears. now if only i could get a boy my own age to think the same thing!
i have also learned that ceiling fans are the coolest thing ever. jack can be entertained by them all day. i am slightly jealous and wish i could be amused so easily.
my favorite thing is when i ask him "is that yummy" (referring to whatever he is eating at the time) and he says "no" and still eats it anyway. if only i could do that with foods i do not like.
thankfully being around jack has me eating a lot healthier. i find myself going on morning walks to the grocery store to buy fruits. i also find myself walking to the shopping stores and running down hallways after jack.
this job never fails to make me smile.
hope you had a smiley monday.
i read your blogs all the time...some make me laugh and some make me cry...I am so glad you are happy at this point in your life...I hope you continue to trust in God and your own instincts to figure out what is best for YOU...I and your family and your extended family will always be here for you...it is time we let you go to decide what is best for Miranda...it is hard to watch your only child spread her wings but also wonderful at the same time...is that an oxymoron??? love to you my goose...
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