I am all about reuse, reuse, recycle. My family has fun doing it. We have all sorts of projects. I've even had parties where everyone came over and we made our own laundry detergent, dish soap, and cleanser. I think it's important to not overuse and overspend. That's another subject altogether, though.
Well, I got it from my mom, who got it from her mom, who got it from her mom...
My mom is all about upcycling. She is so creative and finds many ways to do so. Here are some awesome bows she's making out of artsy paper and magazines. Check out her etsy shop, justBE.
But my daughter, Carys, is. And before I share her lyrics, I will tell you that she also writes the actual music. We have sheets and sheets of music notes here. No professional training, folks. Oh yeah, she's six.
I'll type it how it's written.
You fide me sitting there. Its all I ever had. But then you ask me for sum love. But I just let it owt. and I sed no...oo...oo. So just get over me.
Yeah... not sure if I should be scared. Or amazed. :D
Why do I do this? I am always counting down to something. My next day off, my birthday, another vacation, paying off my car note. I need to live in the moment more. I have three outrageously awesome kids. I need to enjoy them more. And not worry about when things will be perfect. (Because we all know that will NEVER happen. At least not to me.)
Really. I am here. But not. I am on a cruise. I am at my granny's house. I am working on my master's project for the week. I am working on lesson plans. I am refereeing my kids. I am thinking of a way to make more money. I am hoping to stick to my diet. I am wanting to make good memories today. I am needing to clean my house. I am here, but in my head, I am many other places.
