Our happy family of 5, at Myrtle Beach
My boys
A rare picture of me with the boys
So, I ask the boys tonight... "If there was something different that I could do to be a better mom, what would that be?"
Kolby spoke first. "Well, he said, you could not yell so much to clean our rooms."
Brock had a nervous look on his face and kept asking, "Why? Why did you ask us this?"
He looked as if I was falling off of a cliff and he would never see me again. He told me that
I was a great mom.
Seth says "Mom, your wonderful and I love you. You are perfect."
Then, Kolby says, "Well, you are a pretty good mom, I guess."
Brock still looks nervous like I am going to fall out of this chair and disappear forever. I think
I made him nervous.
I tell the boys I am not perfect that no person is. I am trying however to be a better mother. It
is hard to have 3 boys and not go a little nutty at times with keeping a nice and tidy house.
Especially, now that we live in a MUCH larger home. I've learned in my old age (of 34) to
relax a little more than when I first became a mother and to listen to my sons more. They will not
be this young for long and I will miss them when they grow up. I don't want them to reflect back when they are my age and say that I yelled at them or was always grumpy. I try and be fun but they do respect me and know when I mean business, I MEAN BUSINESS! Sometimes we get
into a routine and do not want to stop but when one of my boys says they need me, I have been stopping what I am doing to see what they need or listen to them instead of my radio when I am
making supper. Mothers aren't perfect and I know I definately am not but I'm happy that for now,
my boys think that I am!
