Big Boys do Cry!!

This post is for me..and for me only...because I don't ever want to forget it!!! Today the boys came and asked me for the crayons so that they could color...they love to draw me pictures and I love seeing their pictures....I wish I was better at saving them...but honestly...I don't...and now I will repent.

Well the boys went downstairs and about 10 mintues passed and little Colty came upstairs so excited about his picture. I do the normal, "Oh wow, buddy look how good that is. I love it!" He then proceeded to roll it up and look out of it like a spy glass...so cute..and so Colton. A few seconds later Alex bounded up the stairs and came and showed me his. It was absolutely darling. He said it was a picture of me and then up to the side of me was a little thing that sort of resembled a t.v.,...sort of and he said, 'Mom, this is your imagination." I thought it was so darling that he had thought of drawing a little box for my imagination and I guess I must have really made over his picture. Okay...I did and I hung it up not even thinking about poor Colton. Well, I hadn't noticed that Colton had disappeared back downstairs until he came up holding his picture close to his chest and he had the biggest tears streaming down his face and he said in the saddest voice, "Mommy, I'm sorry, I don't know how to draw your imagination.." Um, dagger straight through the heart...I think I am the worst mom in the whole world.

So, now I may have to seek counseling because I am going to become a hoarder because I won't dare throw away any of these precious pictures they make for me......if you come to see me just excuse the standard white papers with darling drawings hanging on every square inch of my walls...its what a good mom does!!

Everyday there are things that happen that you laugh about and forget about..funny for the moment and then its over..right? Sooo, yesterday was one of those days...although...I haven't forgotten..I have been puzzled and it has been bugging me. As many of you know I have the most beautiful and outstanding voice given to man..wo'man'....uh-hum....actually it is so beautiful that most everybody in my life has never heard my 'real' voice because I save it for the car and for the shower and sometimes when I am home alone. When I am around other people I try to make it sound off tune and awkward because I don't want to come across as perfect..:)...and so most people think I can't sing. BUT, let me tell you...if you heard me sing in the car you would just kill over dead or call American Idol..whatever came first because you'd be astonished that I have been hiding this talent for so long. So really this doesn't have that much to do with this post other than I was exercising my talent while driving to Dallin's game yesterday...minding my own busIness,....I was stopped at a light off of the freeway at Center in Orem and I am belting out my EFY tunes and I look over and this boychild..ok..snotty teenager has just snapped my picture and is now showing it to the girlchild who is driving and they are wetting their pants. Um HELLO.....I CAN SEE YOU!! So light changes and they drive off in their stuck up Audi and I sit there looking puzzled like, "whats so dangfreakinfunny?" Anywho, I call my mother because I want to know the deal.....WHY DO WE LAUGH AT OTHER PEOPLE SINGING AND DANCING IN THEIR CARS....WHY? We don't laugh at them when they are singing in the church choir...ok..so maybe I have once or twice...we don't laugh at them when they sing on American Idol (which pretty much I was practicing for anyways) we don't laugh hardly ever at people just singing...so why is it so dang funny in the car. I mean I am normally ubaraware when i am singing in my car..I can be belting it out and then its like the radar has been set and a car passes me and I can't hit that high note because a car is passing. I mean forget about it when you get off the freeway because every stop light you stop at you have to ditch the song you were singing and pretend like you weren't even trying to sound like Maria from the Sound of Music. I have even gone as far as to pretend like I was yawning....I wasn't singing...no..I was ah..ahh..oh..yawning..see..there..that was just a big old yawn!!!





Soooo, here is my recommitment to singing and dancing in the car. Snap a picture of me...this is what perfection looks like baby...okay...well thats what my mom always tell me to say to myself..but snap away. I like to sing in my car...I am AmAzInG at singing in the car....I like to dance in my car..some of my best moves come in the car. I'm not afraid anymore to show it off. Just ask Greg...he's seen my moves in the car..its like I was born to dance in a car...seriously...if I would have danced in the car for him on our first date we probably would have been married by our second date...THATS HOW GOOD I AM!! Just realize that one of these days..ONE...OF...THESE...DAYS... I will start charging for those pictures. No more freebies!





Now watch..I'll find out they were only snapping a picture of me because they thought I was Heidi Klum!! Seriously sucks sometimes to be me!!