i almost forgot to...

i almost forgot to share this image with the blogging world.

i walked into my daughters room and she was playing with her new dollhouse...well it almost looks like she was setting up a scene from a frat house party.

kids.

I can't believe my...

I can't believe my mom bought my daughter a Justin Bieber toothbrush.

This is the same lady who swore I'd end up in hell if I ever listened to anything other than a hymn.

This is the same lady, that at a mention of a boys name, spouted off...IT'S NOT THAT I DONT TRUST YOU...I DONT TRUST THE DEVIL.

who is this lady? and where was she when i was growing up?

oh. and by the way...you better believe i'm gonna use that line on my daughter as soon as she mentions dating.

i get into some battles...

i get into some battles with my daughter. by the way - she's a newly minted 5 years old. at some point one of us has to grow up and act like the adult.

I don't care that I'm not your best friend anymore...I'm rubber your glue...whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks back to you - so there!

I'm guessing it's me...

faith is much easier...

Faith is much easier to talk, faith is very difficult to walk.

It's easier to be faithful when things are going my way.

These are things I'm noticing within myself as my chances of keeping baby j diminish.

I am not faithless.

I know gods will, will prevail. the thing is, i'm not sure gods will and what i want to be gods will are the same thing...