I am the only girl in my household. I have a wonderful husband and three fantastic children. I like to consider myself a princess among 4 handsome princes.
We spent the day at Nanna's doing some baking. We taught Braden how to read a recipe, put in the ingredients and the most important skill of all...licking the beaters. Braden wants to get involved in baking and cooking more and I couldn't be happier. Quite often I feel like the outsider being the only girl and the fact that all three boys now take an interest in helping in the kitchen makes me super happy.
You are just what I needed. I have so much in my thoughts and in my heart and my soul and I don't know where to send it. I used to have journals and journals of poems, writings and letters to nobody and everybody. Why did I stop? I used to be able to just take a pencil and let that be my voice and not even know what I was writing until I was done. I have lost that somewhere along my past and I need it. I miss the smell and feel of new journals and journals that are filled with my thoughts.