Well today is a big day here at the manor. Buster turns 12. Yes, 365 days until we have 2 teenagers living under one roof. Heaven help us all. The eye-rolling and deep sighing competitions will intensify and the foot odor — oh my stars — might just send me over the edge.
But as I sit here and type, I can hear his big sister in the kitchen making pancakes for him.
Y’all this is huge.
Like the kind of huge that makes me want to not tell you anything about this magnetic chalkboard (the pics are self explanatory). I want to just tell you about how my kids are starting to <whispers this part so they won’t realize it> like each other.
Just the other night at supper Buster was imitating Mr. Creativity, and The Pretty Girl spewed her food she laughed so hard.
Then they both laughed until they cried over it all. THAT my friends has been one of my main parenting goals.
Having kids that like each other is seriously important to me.
My brothers and I used to fight some, but it wasn’t tolerated. Then somewhere around high-school, things clicked and we became friends.
We still make each other laugh until someone spews or can’t help but cry (it is usually my mom that cries). It’s almost a competition now to see who can make mom cry first at Christmas.
My brothers beat me all the time. Those guys are hysterical.
So while I’m enjoying the fact that my middle son is a happy and healthy 12 year old boy today, I’m celebrating even more the fact that these kids love each other.
That’s the best gift a mom could ask for.
Okay, now on to this little magnetic chalkboard. It’s so cute no? I just picked it up at JoAnn’s the other day. I thought it would be fun to hang on my ladder in the kitchen and change out the artwork each season.
I found this art work at Maker + Ink. Isn’t it just adorable? I love this site. There are several different artists, but all of the artwork has an inspirational touch.
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Now the smell of pancakes has filled the house and Buster is up and ready to be celebrated, so I must go.
I need to see who laughs til they cry at breakfast!