I went out tonight with some of my favorite people for our monthly girls night (more on how freaking happy these nights make me soon). Anyhow, when we were out, conversation  naturally turned to our kids and I joked around with the women I was out with about my kids- the Bean’s temper, Scorch’s tears, our bedtime frustrations, the puking incident last night.  We all had a lot of laughs but on the way home all I could think about is what impression the new person in our group must have had about me, my kids and my mothering after the conversation we just had.  I hope she had enough of a sense of humor to find my stories entertaining and enough intuition to pick up just how much I love my kids.

Because I really, really do- that is the God’s honest truth.

The Bean makes me crazy and drives me to such extremes I don’t know what I’m doing sometimes.  She’s stubborn and strong and such a gigantic pain in the ass some nights that I do wonder what I did to deserve all this.  She can lie like a criminal, fight like a boxer and dig her heels in deeper then anyone I know.

She’s also funny as all get out, sweet as pie, and the biggest love bug I know.  The Bean is sunshine and joy and pure enjoyment 90% of the time.  She’s as smart as a whip and a complete delight to talk to.  I laugh so hard I get tears in my eyes when she “reads” me stories every night, complete with her own funny voices.  Although I often joke about giving her to the circus, I can’t imagine a single day with out her in it.  That’s the God’s honest truth.

Scorch is a drama queen.  For as stubborn and mule headed as the Bean can be, Scorch is equally as dramatic. The boy is ridiculous about all this stuff- his fossils, his stuffed animals, his rock collection. Throw anything away and be prepared for 30 minutes of tears.

But Scorch is also a compete joy.  He’s funny, sweet and caring.  For every time he wacks his sister, there are 10 other times that he give her what she wants just to see her smile.  He still wants to sit on my lap and is known for just wanting a hug and kiss just because.  He’s smart and coordinated and funny and goes out of his way to make people happy. He’s polite and simply a lot of fun to be around as he always has a fun comment or observation.  The God’s honest truth is that little boy owns my heart and I’m blessed to have both him and his sister in my life.