I am not a big make up women but I sometimes like getting my fingernails painted

My oldest son told me can speak brain rot language, now, and like, I can’t get over how close the acorn fell from the tree. It’s like we’re related or something. #reapwhatyousow

He’s also six years away from being how old I was when I gave birth to him. I accidentally blinked, I guess.

He’s also six years away from being how old I was when I gave birth to him. I accidentally blinked, I guess.

That's a slap of reality right there. When I was my son's age, I was a Private in the US Army stationed at Ft. Carson, CO. When I was my oldest daughter's age, I was a Specialist (E4) stationed in West Germany wondering if we were going to war with the Soviet Union.

@Gunther, woah, hold your horses. I was making a silly general statement, not trying to complain about him. I have lots of things about him that I’m proud about with his successes. I’m not really into pushing my children’s achievements (nor mine for that matter) onto everyone. I don’t need other people’s approvals or praise. As well, every parenting book I have read (which is more than an arms full) has said comparing your children to other people is bad parenting and therefore, a total no-no.

On a more Christianity level, bragging can cause embarrassment or embitterment in other people. There are prayers in which we ask God to keep us from doing these things. I try to abide by them to the best of my imperfect abilities.

I love all kind of music

I’m a Sunday School teacher for 3 & 4 year olds. ☺️

I love writing fan fiction stories

I haven't tried to write fanfiction in nearly two decades, unless you count fandom roleplay as "fanfiction".

when it is 34 degrees outside and you have a ceiling fan on and several family members think you are odd. It takes alot for me to say I am cold you guys might be freezing but I am good

I am widowed.