To My Girls:
Dear children of mine, I don't know how I have mothered you this far. I don't know how we have survived meltdowns and temper tantrums, bed time avoidance, mealtime disasters, sickness, depression, school, church, sports, and everything else I have not excelled at in the last 7 years. I apologize first and foremost that God clearly has put an amazing amount of faith in your mother, and that I haven't exactly lived up to his standards.I know there are more things that I don't know when it comes to life than I do know. But, I do have a few pearls of wisdom I would like to share with you, know that you are young ladies in 2nd grade and Kindergarten.First of all, you ought to know that girls are mean. You are mean, too; I've seen it. Girls fake friendships like I fake smiles at Walmart. Not everyone is genuinely kind- some people will use you when they need you, because they won't be taught that it's wrong. You know who I'm talking about. You worship with them. You play with them. Some day you'll work along side them. Don't ever let them get your best. You are not here to entertain others. This ain't ancient Egypt, and Cleopatra ain't living here. Stand up for yourself, because I can't be there to speak of your virtues all the time.
School is important. Ranch life is important. I will never not let you skip school in favor of working cows, if you want to help. You will likely learn more about life in the corrals than you ever will in a classroom.It is ok to fail. Heck, look at me - I fail every.single.day. At home, at work, everywhere! But I still get up, get dressed, and thank God for the chance to try again every day he let's me wake up. You are going to make mistakes. How the heck else are you going to learn? Don't give up. The good stuff happens when the going seems the hardest.Boys... let me just say, boys are gross. You know how annoying your dad is? HE IS STILL A BOY! I think I've made my point.I hope you know how much you are loved. You make me so proud every day- even the times I lose my shit. In fact, I lose my cool the most when you act just like me 😐. You are amazing little people, and I know I've messed up a lot but somehow you've turned out just fine.In the next 12 years, friends will come and go. You will learn how to read, how to write essays, how to divide fractions and all sorts of historical dates that will mean nothing the day after you take a test on them. There is more to life than straight A's and humanity degrees at overpriced, overrated universities. Be genuine. Be real. Be kind to others. Shine your light, especially when others try to dim it. Don't be afraid to be exactly who God made you. Life is short- eat the cake, eat the carbs, buy the cute boots. And for Gods' sake, don't cuss in church!Love, Your Momma[AKA the lady who is trying not to screw up your whole life ❤]