I made some cookies today… and I was just going to give my son a bite. Turns out just one bite is not enough. He took the cookie from me and took another bite then pretended he was going to give me a bite… and then he pulled away and giggled about it. He can be cute even if he is being a terror.
Moral of the story, just give your kid a damn cookie and deal with the sugar rush 😝
This image is not mine.
When I was a kid and I mean a little kid, I remember singing a song on the playground with my friends and it goes…
” I’m bringing home a baby bumble bee. Won’t my mommy be proud of me. I’m bringing home a baby bumble bee. Oops! He stung me.”
I have no clue how I remembered something from 14 years ago and something so small nonetheless, but I am glad this prompt took me back to my childhood for a few minutes.
I had to bury my bad thoughts in order to breathe.
I had to bury the stress in order to breathe.
Most of all, I had to bury my past to move on.
So it’s Wednesday and I feel so lost it’s the fifth day without my little boy. Colt is currently with his father six hours away and it’s so hard. I miss him constantly and most the day I just sit in my chair and wonder… WHAT IN THE WORLD AM I SUPPOSED TO DO! Normally I will contemplate going for a run, but who am I kidding, I’ll just eat a bowl of icecream instead and binge watch shameless. #thelife There really is no point to this post but to let the parents out their know, don’t take advantage of the time with your kiddos.
My name is Cheyenne and I am 20 years old. My husband Max, is also 20 years old. We have a son Colt who is 20 months old. He is a little spit fire red head and we love him dearly. Sadly Colt is not our first child together, but that is besides the point. We are a happy happy happy family and God has blessed us in more ways than we could imagine. I don’t want to get too much in to our story yet because nap times only last so long, but I did want to introduce my family to you all.