Memorial Day reminds me of one thing
And one thing only…
The first time I was more than 9 months pregnant
And SO ready to burst.
I can’t believe it’s been 15 years!
It’s so odd to have a child so much like me.
I look at her and feel every moment of high school all over!
It’s like my heart walks around all day outside my body.
Although it should be said, for sure,
This kid has her head screwed on far tighter than I did,
And her grades are not reflective of her genes!
I was smart but lazy.
Mini McGee is smart, lazy with chores...
But crazy diligent with her school work.
I catch glimpses sometimes of the woman she is becoming
(I can already see her cringing reading this)
And it’s an incredible sight.
Mini-McGee is…
A brilliant, beautiful, athlete.
Fun to be around with a silly giggle.
Has incredible hair I would pay to have.
Is often wise beyond her years,
And yet fantastically happy being just 15.
A leader.
A loyal friend.
And my favorite 15 year old in the world.
Can’t wait to see what comes next.
This girl will do something, peeps!
Mark my words.
I’m a fan and a believer!
Happy birthday sweet girl!
-McGee
My thoughts... Based on my own ordinary existance. And sometimes extraordinary experiences.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
there's an app for that.
So untrue.
There isn't an app for how to be a grownup.
There's no app for living a successful life.
There's not even an app with all the answers out there.
dangit.
Being a grown up is overrated!
-mcgee
There isn't an app for how to be a grownup.
There's no app for living a successful life.
There's not even an app with all the answers out there.
dangit.
Being a grown up is overrated!
-mcgee
Monday, May 23, 2011
bipolar.
Saw this somewhere else on another blog and it struck my fancy.
So I borrowed it.
But I can't remember from who...so sorry.
I hate...
spiders
uncomfortable silence
mean people
brussel sprouts (sorry baby)
fighting...most of the time
black licorice
losing
being wrong
being lost. literally. hate it.
I love...
long chats with good friends
bacon wrapped hot dogs after a concert
good podcasts
tweeting. on twitter.
fighting...occassionally
a great salad
swimming in the rain
digging toes in the sand
good news
a great song that makes you smile
And apples.
I love apples.
So I borrowed it.
But I can't remember from who...so sorry.
I hate...
spiders
uncomfortable silence
mean people
brussel sprouts (sorry baby)
fighting...most of the time
black licorice
losing
being wrong
being lost. literally. hate it.
I love...
long chats with good friends
bacon wrapped hot dogs after a concert
good podcasts
tweeting. on twitter.
fighting...occassionally
a great salad
swimming in the rain
digging toes in the sand
good news
a great song that makes you smile
And apples.
I love apples.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Little Man Grows Old(er)
Yup.
True story.
Two birthdays, two days in a row.
Ahhhhh...my little man.
I remember vividly the May 4th he was born, late at night.
I teased I would have to name him Juan if he was born on the 5th.
And I don't know a lot of blonde Juans.
Little Man is the comedic relief in this family, generally unintentionally. It's so much fun to have a boy amidst the gaggle of girls in this family, albeit a tender hearted one. He's a head taller than the kids his age and a master of handball. He is the best cuddler around, by far and no, you may not take him home with you.
Little Man can rough it up with the best of them but is a momma's boy at heart. I know it won't last so I'll enjoy it while I have it! It's so fun watching him come into his own as a big brother, too. He's a sweetheart!
Happy birthday to my little man!
-McGee
P.S. And now back to your regular McGee postings...three birthday's down, one to go!
True story.
Two birthdays, two days in a row.
Ahhhhh...my little man.
I remember vividly the May 4th he was born, late at night.
I teased I would have to name him Juan if he was born on the 5th.
And I don't know a lot of blonde Juans.
Little Man is the comedic relief in this family, generally unintentionally. It's so much fun to have a boy amidst the gaggle of girls in this family, albeit a tender hearted one. He's a head taller than the kids his age and a master of handball. He is the best cuddler around, by far and no, you may not take him home with you.
Little Man can rough it up with the best of them but is a momma's boy at heart. I know it won't last so I'll enjoy it while I have it! It's so fun watching him come into his own as a big brother, too. He's a sweetheart!
Happy birthday to my little man!
-McGee
P.S. And now back to your regular McGee postings...three birthday's down, one to go!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Soapy D Grows Up
It's birthday time again!
Today Soapy D turns 4.
It's hard to believe-time sure flies!
Soapy D (her ganster name) is by far the Princess of the house, almost by default. She doesn't walk into a room without someone paying attention to her, she's quite sure that's how the world works. She has the most honest giggle in the entire house and has a never ending series of big sisters and brother trying to make her laugh.
Although-it's best when she just cracks herself up.
Which she does.
Daily.
It's so fun to watch her grow from a little toddler to a precocious, daring, brave, fun, entertaining, opinionated, giggly little girl who loves being the little sister of the house.
Without her, our family would not be the same!
Besides...
Who doesn't love a little girl in pigtails?
Happy Birthday Soapy D!
-McGee
Today Soapy D turns 4.
It's hard to believe-time sure flies!
Soapy D (her ganster name) is by far the Princess of the house, almost by default. She doesn't walk into a room without someone paying attention to her, she's quite sure that's how the world works. She has the most honest giggle in the entire house and has a never ending series of big sisters and brother trying to make her laugh.
Although-it's best when she just cracks herself up.
Which she does.
Daily.
It's so fun to watch her grow from a little toddler to a precocious, daring, brave, fun, entertaining, opinionated, giggly little girl who loves being the little sister of the house.
Without her, our family would not be the same!
Besides...
Who doesn't love a little girl in pigtails?
Happy Birthday Soapy D!
-McGee
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
moment of gratitude.
just for the sake of putting it all out there.
so grateful today...
for children who are becoming amazing human beings.
for teachers who take time to see what I see in our kids.
for family willing to drive hours for a kids birthday.
for my husband. he's a hottie.
for a job I get fulfillment from.
for great music and fun podcasts.
NOT grateful for the new reality show The Voice.
I just shaved my legs...goosebumps I'm getting from the show?
NOT HELPFUL.
Come on girls. You know what I'm talking about.
Peace out girl scout.
-McGee
so grateful today...
for children who are becoming amazing human beings.
for teachers who take time to see what I see in our kids.
for family willing to drive hours for a kids birthday.
for my husband. he's a hottie.
for a job I get fulfillment from.
for great music and fun podcasts.
NOT grateful for the new reality show The Voice.
I just shaved my legs...goosebumps I'm getting from the show?
NOT HELPFUL.
Come on girls. You know what I'm talking about.
Peace out girl scout.
-McGee
Monday, April 25, 2011
words.
Words are powerful tools.
They can build people up, move societies to change, boost morale, enlist support, share love and support, tell stories and paint pictures, communicate compassion.
Words can also break hearts, accuse, tear people down, encourage hate, turn people against one another, spread gossip, bring pain and suffering.
I ran across a great quote although I can’t find who said it…
You are master of the words you don’t say. I’ve been taught and then have tried to instill in our kids-Is it kind, is it true, is it necessary? In other words, is it worth it to say it out loud. They who have mastered the art of this are masters over the words they choose not to share.
You’re a slave to the words you do say. Once it’s out there, you sure can’t take it back. Our best words are celebrated and our worst, well, we can apologize and retract but they hang out there in the universe like laundry you just can’t get dry.
I’ve been hurt by others’ words plenty and sadly, I know I’ve wielded mine as swords more often then I care to recall. With Facebook and Twitter it’s so easy to spit out words that we wouldn’t say face to face either in passing as a quip or with our own political stance or agenda. It’s become easier and more comfortable to insert our opinions as fact at any given chance.
And even though my opinion is generally right…
(just ask Mr. Man-I’m rarely wrong)
It’s maybe not necessary.
All this to say-here’s an amazing quote that I will now be memorizing, memorializing and possibly imbedding it into our kids' sweet heads…
“I appreciate people who are civil, whether they mean it or not. I think: Be civil. Do not cherish your opinion over my feelings. There's a vanity to candor that isn't really worth it. Be kind.”
Those are words to live by right there:
Do not cherish your opinion over my feelings...Be kind.
I'm not sure why that was such a novel concept to me but it is. Don't cherish my own opinion over the feelings of others. Wow. See-those are the kinds of words I want to be known for.
Thanks Mr. Greenberg-right on!
-McGee
They can build people up, move societies to change, boost morale, enlist support, share love and support, tell stories and paint pictures, communicate compassion.
Words can also break hearts, accuse, tear people down, encourage hate, turn people against one another, spread gossip, bring pain and suffering.
I ran across a great quote although I can’t find who said it…
“You are a master of the words you don’t say
and a slave to the ones you do.”
You are master of the words you don’t say. I’ve been taught and then have tried to instill in our kids-Is it kind, is it true, is it necessary? In other words, is it worth it to say it out loud. They who have mastered the art of this are masters over the words they choose not to share.
You’re a slave to the words you do say. Once it’s out there, you sure can’t take it back. Our best words are celebrated and our worst, well, we can apologize and retract but they hang out there in the universe like laundry you just can’t get dry.
I’ve been hurt by others’ words plenty and sadly, I know I’ve wielded mine as swords more often then I care to recall. With Facebook and Twitter it’s so easy to spit out words that we wouldn’t say face to face either in passing as a quip or with our own political stance or agenda. It’s become easier and more comfortable to insert our opinions as fact at any given chance.
And even though my opinion is generally right…
(just ask Mr. Man-I’m rarely wrong)
It’s maybe not necessary.
All this to say-here’s an amazing quote that I will now be memorizing, memorializing and possibly imbedding it into our kids' sweet heads…
“I appreciate people who are civil, whether they mean it or not. I think: Be civil. Do not cherish your opinion over my feelings. There's a vanity to candor that isn't really worth it. Be kind.”
-Richard Greenberg, playright
Those are words to live by right there:
Do not cherish your opinion over my feelings...Be kind.
I'm not sure why that was such a novel concept to me but it is. Don't cherish my own opinion over the feelings of others. Wow. See-those are the kinds of words I want to be known for.
Thanks Mr. Greenberg-right on!
-McGee
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