Anything Like Me

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So I was driving to school this morning and this song popped on the radio. Heck I was so ready to break down and cry. In fact, I sent this song to hubby and the subject of the email was cry with me, won’t you.

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZazrQYirYLs]

On more than one occasion I’ve wondered what Peanut is going to be like. How can you not wonder? I keep cracking people up because right now I’m so totally focused on what color her eyes are going to be. My mom’s are blue, my dad’s are brown and I came out with brown (or as hubby calls them breen). Hubby’s eyes are a gorgeous blue, mine are (as he calls them) breen, so what could she have? Yeah I wonder hair color too but not nearly like the eyes. I’m crazy I guess.

But then here lately I’ve been so focused on stories and events that happened to me as a child/teenager/etc. There are definitely experiences I want her to have… like

  • Learning to drive in my dad’s old 86 Ford 3/4.
  • Flying through a field at 6 years old in a 1989 Chevy S10 slamming on the breaks sending the dogs flying forward and backwards yelling, but they like it!
  • Riding the homemade swing on the horse walker helping to keep the horses moving.
  • Jumping out of the bed of my dad’s S10 to grab his ballcap he lost messing with cows even though told to stay in the bed of the truck so the cows didn’t get you. Hey I was afraid it would blow into the stock tank.
  • Having the best parents in the world who would do what they could to make sure you had everything you wanted.
  • But taught you to value the dollar, nothing comes for free
  • Showing horses
  • Getting sunburned from riding horses all day (although the sunburned part can be avoided)
  • Helping build a barn
  • Helping finish a house
  • Showing sheep and being known as the lady with the crazy sheep, sure why not!

 Obviously things I would avoid would be

  • Falling out of a swing in 2nd grade and getting a cast.
  • I really would prefer she get her daddy’s vision (mine sucks)
  • Getting shoved headfirst into a desk so a boy could beat you to the water fountain, stitches suck
  • Ever being in a wreck, no matter how minor it is.

Oh I could go on and on with lists… but still almost every night or at least quite a few times per week hubby has to calm me down because I’m afraid she’ll hate us. Not in a I don’t like you because you won’t let me have my way kind of dislike, every kid has those moments, but an I hate you because you ruined my life and I want absolutely nothing to do with you.

I guess I should really quit before I just totally freak myself out right now. I blame some of this on being pregnant. It really does affect you with all the hormones you have running through your system, YIKES!

On a different note little girl got a cute Halloween outfit yesterday, it was on sale, 60% off. Heck if I waited until Halloween it’d be full price, hello savings!

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