If you can imagine it, you can do it, expecially if you are 2...

Just a late night thought after spending some quality time with my little guy....

I love to watch Brentyn. I love his imagination. Spending hours walking a fake balloon animal doggie, going night-night in the bathtub, & pretending he is a ferocious dinosaur taking one pretzel at a time as his helpless victims. It makes me wonder where mine went and why I can't have it back? He is never bored, and 9 times out of 10 happy with what is keeping him occupied. I won't say that I have much time to be bored but I sure do not enjoy 9 things out of 10 that I have to do. I wish for even 1 day I could have his imagination. Just think how much more enjoyable washing the dishers could be if I could really trick my mind into thinking the sponge was a scuba diver and the soaking dishes burried treasure...

pretending to go night-night in the tub

Aaaaaand- I know that I really won't find much enjoyment actually trying out the above mentioned theory, but I do think there are things I could do to kind of find a happy medium. So from this day forward, I am going to try to make at least 1 sucky chore a day into something more exciting- using Brentyn as my inspiration.

Children are soooo free, imaginative, passionate, and happy-go-lucky. While you are growing up and are so busy learning new things you forgot so many things, essential things you inately knew as a kid. While our purpose as parents is to teach them and help them grow, I really think we could all learn a thing or 2 from our kids. And not just how to be parents, but how to be better people.

Bloglovin?.. Getting Started

<a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/2807784/brittanything?claim=uaz2g6dv8hk">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>

Ok, i'm trying to get this whole blogging experience started but what I would really like to gain from this is the whole social aspect which is hard to do w/out anyone reading your blog. I've started following quite a few blogs and trying to interact that way. I also joined this Bloglovin site which I really have no idea what it is. It said to copy the above link in the top of a new post soo here we are...

If anyone actually see's this post and has any suggestions for getting followers and how to really interact on here and get the most out of it, pleaseeeee respond. Suggestions are beyond appreciated :)

103.3

Almost midnight, almost time to go to bed..

Brush my teeth, and head for the baby's (as I still call him whom happens to be a toddler) room to check on him and say goodnight just one last time. I touch his head and I head straight to panic mode, Oh great a fever. At Midnight. Can anyone please give me a hint as to why sickness ALWAYS happens at night? Never, ever, does a child get horribly sick during business hours Monday-Friday. Its either at night, or better yet Saturday night, you know- because then you have to wait all thru Sunday and clear into Monday to see a doctor.. OR declare an emergency, prepare to wait an obscene amount of time for a doc to tell you what you probably already know AND charge you 1000$ bucks to do it, and drag yourself to the emergency room.

My next seven minutes are spent watching the thermometer climb up to 102.3. 102.3!!!!!!! As my anxiety level is climbing about a temp. that high this late.. my brain starts working again and I realize that nope not 102.3...I took it under the arm, yep tack on another degree.... 103.3- greaaaaaaat. Tylenol, luke warm bath, and then the waiting/crossing my fingers game.....

I will let you use your imagination on how I figured this out, buttttttttt- it did not take long to determine this was the stomach flu we were dealing with. Last night, become the FIRST night in Brentyn's 2 plus years that he got to sleep with mommy and daddy. I would like to claim it was all to comfort him, but honestly I would say it was 50/50. Half for his benefit and half for mine.

Most days I despise anything that wakes me up... barking dogs, storms, the alarm for work.... being beat on the nose, to someone yelling beep beep? Oh wait- not the last one, not today... Even after a restless night sleep of being kick, hit, smothered between both my husband and son- I woke up with a smile on my face.  The child that I had debated taking to the ER 6 hours before, was now laughing, smiling, and cool as a cucumber pretending my nose was a steering wheel at 6 in the morning. 3 years ago, being awaken that way would have set my whole day up for disaster, now being woke up with blows to the face has never been more sweet.
xoxo Britt

There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth...not going all the way, and not starting.-Buddha

I have been reading blogs or more specifically "mommy-blogs" for awhile now and debating on starting one of my own. In my younger-less-busy years I had a HUGE passion for writing, but between work, kids, and all that goes with the territory my writing pretty much got lost in the shuffle.  

After becoming totally encompassed in so many other blogs the past few months, starting my own seemed like the only logical thing to do.. but then came the inevitable "what if's." What if I dont have time, what if people do not want to follow my blog, what if it totally sucks and is a waste of time?" Then I stumbled across this quote (see title of blog) and I knew what I had to do. Ultimately, this blog is for ME, and as long as I am getting something out of it, it will be worth everything second.. BUT with a little hope, and maybe a crossed finger or 2, someone else may get something out of it as well...

Well, here it is- My first blog on this "Road to Truth." Hey- it may not be pretty but at least I started!

xo Brittany