I could tell you all about my ambitions to paint my walls in every room of my home to reflect the personality of the person inhabiting the room.
I could tell you all about my ambitions to replace my entire kitchen.
I’m not going to lie.
My most ambitious DIY project I have ever, ever, ever, ever ever, taken on is raising a son.
May God continue to bless us with his grace and cover us in his blood.
Son’s are not like daughters. In my early years girls wore dresses with slips underneath. Stockings with hard bottom shoes and purses always matched the shoes.
We say no thank you and please when responding to hospitality from strangers.
Girls are made of sugar and spice, everything nice.
Sons,,sons, sons are messy and have enormous appetites. Would you agree? I know mine is.
Artwork and art supplies everywhere.
He loves to create and I love supporting his creativity. It’s just that sons aren’t adept to the reasoning behind the need to learn to clean up after themselves.
There will come a day that your mother isn’t around and I would feel so much peace knowing you can do for yourself, son.
Today your mother cooks and you clean. We’re a team. You’ll be a man soon enough but at this moment your in training.
While the family pet has developed a new habit of taking his food out of his bowl and spreading it on the floor.
Am I living in a episode of punkd?
Yes, there was a tv show where pranks were played on others. I’m sure no one got hurt.
Just imagine living with a prankster. It’s a lot of fun. No harm is ever done to anyone. This is a funny story, I’m sometimes sarcastic.🤣🤣🤣
I don’t know how you’re doing as a single mom raising a son or sons but my experience in DIY ambitions keeps me on my toes.
The wonders and beauty of youthfulness are always within my reach having a son.
Mommy loves you.
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