I used to think going to a party at 10:30 (pm) was such a good time. Staying out all night, sleeping in and repeating was the best time. Now, I think not only being in bed by 10:30 but actually being asleep is not only a good time but a great time.
I used to think it was fun to blow all of my money on shoes, clothes, purses and whatever I felt I needed at the moment. I now appreciate
how fun it is to save my money and use it for memories instead.
I was pretty positive it was cool to go to these party's and dance the night away. I now actually know that the coolest way to dance is by turning on YouTube video's and having dance parties, with our jammies and kitty ear headband on, in the living room with Boston.
Making sure I had as many friends as possible so I never had a dull moment was fun. It was fun to make sure I knew a lot of people. I now realize that I like my circle smaller now and I have so much more fun trusting and depending on every friend I have.
I used to feel the prettiest when my makeup was done perfect, my hair was freshly colored and I had been hitting the gym up consistently. For me to really feel like I look my best now I need my baby hanging on to my leg or holding my hand.
It's ironic that for the longest time I had such a misconception of how to have a good time, have fun, and be cool and really I learned the coolest of the cool things from a two year old.
Family is fun, seeing your baby learn is so cool, coloring all over the sidewalk with glitter chalk is such a good time. Singing a song before bed and tucking in a tired, happy little girl is so much more of a good time than any shenanigans I could ever think of.
XO:
Ashlynn&Boston
BRONSON
Fwimming at Riverdale with the family and my little fish
The Cache County fair was a dang good time. Yesterday was a dang good time. I am a lucky mamma.
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