2-You can always go home.
3-Imitation is the biggest form of flattery... Instead of being creeped out I should be flattered that a less than appeasing person wants so much to be like me?
4-Happiness is a choice
5-You cant put a price on seeing the first smile, laugh, roll, crawl, walk or anything of your child.
6-...but its the long nights, tummy-aches, and tears that really make you bond.
7-When someone is trashy and classless I don't need to call them that when they prove it themselves.
8-Good friends are there during the tough-not so pretty-times.
9-Its usually not worth the calories, but eat it anyways.
10-There is a special place in hell for anyone that ever hurts a child.
11-I dont think I am capable of completely forgiving people.
12- Eventually, not matter the battle, you have to pick a side.
13-No matter how sad you might be the world isnt going to stop for it.
14-I love people and God, but I have to work really hard on the first part.
15-If someone has nothing better to do with their day than to think of things to bring you down its their life that is suffering, not yours.
16- It takes years to build trust and only seconds to destroy it.
17-People are so much nicer to you at the grocery store when you have a baby with you.
18-If its healthy it usually doesn't taste good.
19-Baby's are smart. They know love. They know their family.
20-I have no tolerance for people who don't respect boundaries...
21-There are some problems that even your parents cant fix... and thats when you know its a real problem.
22-Angels dont always have wings, sometimes they are just people who come into our lives when we need help.
Boston and I had a great Christmas; we spent it up with my family and we got spoiled. It was such a good day we slept in then opened presents, then took a two hour nap! We ended the night by reading one of her new books. I loved teaching BB about Christmas.
XO:
ashlynn&boston BRONSON
First Christmas!
BB loves her new bike.
Opening the package we got in the mail today from Aunt Suzy!
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