The Power of Women

I am continually amazed with what we put up with as women...and how we overcome basically everything with grace, dignity, and fire. Especially after I've had the opportunity to just chat with friends, it becomes so evident that our struggles seem to be universal, and yet we're so shocked that we all really have the same problems! We internalize everything. We don't ask for help, we just get it done, unless it really can't be done without help. Women possess such a quiet strength, but it's such a force! I wonder why we haven't broken into politics and leadership more than we have, but maybe that just makes us smarter. Let the men fight with their words and have the pissing contest, we end up being the power in the end anyway. I wish women received more recognition for our everyday battles, but perhaps it's better that we don't. Knowing what and who we are and accepting that is recognition in itself. Maybe we should work on quiet recognition of each other and our victories.

Ms. M's debut

Ok, sorry, proud Mama moment...gosh I love that little girl! I don't know who was more nervous, her or me!! Check it out, comment if you like, just remember, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all...remember, she's 9...and thanks!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYUsbampbD8

Boys...

So last night I had a small gathering of moms with babies, and I mean babies! Had to clean up afterward, and play on the puter, so it was late when I went to bed. Not to mention the buzz coming from Mr. B's room--had to let him have a friend stay over to compensate for the excess estrogen in the house last night...around 10 this morning, B asks me what temp to use while cooking pancakes. Sweet! They're feeding themselves! Success! Course, when I woke up I found they'd used dry cast iron to make said pancakes...and managed to touch multiple surfaces with maple syrup coated hands...but hey--they did it! Proud Mama moment!

105F in the shade...

And what am I doing? Hibernating lol! There's no WAY I'm headed out in this ridiculous heat for anything that's not critical...like...

A water balloon fight...ambushing Mr. B and his little buddy...

The ice cream truck...I swear, it's like radar automatically kicks on during the summer...

The guy with the little cart with a bell on it that sells those awesome frozen fruit and cream bars...

A quick run through the sprinklers...no matter that the tree shades the yard so much the grass only grows on one side! Mud is cool...