A lesson for a former "boy mom"

As a former "boy mom"  I never fully understood the moms who put leggings under their little girls dresses even if it wasn't cold out. I mean I got it... but I didn't. If that makes sense.

Now, I really get it.

The other day, while we had 2 maintenance men in the house (in my bedroom to be exact), my daughter was wearing a dress. I looked over at her and she was twisting weird and had her dress all pulled up. This is the conversation that followed.

Me: "Annabella, put your dress down. Why are you doing that?"

Annabella: "My pony panties." (My Little Pony underwear)

Me: "What's wrong with your underwear?"

Annabella: "They are in my butt hole" *giggles*

This all happened while standing in my room with both maintenance men. (I always watch them in my house) I could see one of them trying not to laugh and pretending he wasn't hearing the conversation.

Ahh, my little girl is such a lady...

This is her... farting on one of her brothers.

Family Photo

A couple of weeks ago I made an attempt at a family photo on my own... you know, with the tripod, wireless shutter remote etc.  Considering how spur of the moment it was, it's a decent picture! I had planned to actually put more thought into it last weekend, but then my husband's part of the boat suddenly lost their weekends... sooo... I took advantage of that one day we had together. I'm obviously not a pro and have a lot of room for improvement.

Anyway, here it is.

Broken People

As I have gotten older and have had more experiences, both good and bad, I have learned and realized a lot of things. One of those things is that broken people, break people.

So many times I have wondered what it is that makes someone want to or even enjoy or get fulfillment out of breaking other people. Tearing them down, breaking their spirit, hurting their feelings... just being mean because they can. It has recently really clicked with me, that those people are broken. Something in them is broken in some way.

I teach my children to have compassion. That is something I really want them to grow up with. True compassion for others. I've realized that we have to have compassion for those broken people, even if we are the ones they are trying to break. And I'll admit, it's hard. I'm still working on that. It's easier to be angry than it is to find compassion within myself for that bitter broken person. It's hard to find that compassion when you see them doing it to others as well.

So here is my advice, that *I* also need to take. When you see that broken person trying to break you or trying to break others, search within yourself to find even a small bit of compassion for them. Think about what it might be that has them broken inside and is making them that way. We can't fix everyone and sometimes I think some people can't be fixed. But a little compassion might be a little glimmer of hope for them to try to fix themselves.

We're all a little broken sometimes.