Mini-McGee makes me older.

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

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

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.

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!

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