Ghost of Halloween Past

As a kid, I wasn’t really that into Halloween. I would dress up and go Trick or Treating, but I didn’t spend much time considering my costume or doing make-up or hair to get the full effect.

But, when my kids came along, Halloween got better. I love dressing them up in the cutest costumes and it’s so much fun to see what kind of costumes they’ll pick now that they’re old enough to have an opinion.

For now, though, let’s relive those first Halloween costumes and how adorable they were….

Pumpkin - October 2007 {Cutest. Giraffe. Ever.}

My girls together - October 2008 {Flower and Ladybug...The perfect pair}

This post was written as a part of SITS Halloween Giveaway.

I am a PROUD GEEK!

That’s right. I’m a geek. I’m a PROUD geek. I wasn’t always proud to be a geek, though. It was a label that was put on me unwillingly. Why is it perceived as such a bad thing to be a geek?

geek  Slang – noun: a peculiar or otherwise dislikable person, especially one who is perceived to be overly intellectual. dictionary.com

 When I was a kid, I wasn’t popular. But, it wasn’t because I was a jerk or anything. Nope. It was because I was smart and wore glasses. Fortunately, by the time I got to my senior year of high school, I figured out that I was pretty awesome. It turns out, once you embrace who you are, mostly everyone else will, too.

And that’s the hardest lesson for kids to learn - no matter what generation. Everyone is so busy dying to fit in that they forget to look at how amazingly awesome they already are. I have been lucky in my life to find people who like me for being who I am and not making any apologies for my inner geek. I’m embraced for my brains and sometimes even looked up to (which is still really strange to me).

The thing that really stinks is that no matter how hard I try to tell them, my kids are going to have to learn the hard way that they are awesome. They are going to battle with self-image and self-esteem like every other kid. They already do. My not-even-four year old tells me that she doesn’t want to wear that because it will make her look “funny” and kids will laugh at her. No matter how much I tell her that she should just ignore them, deep down I know that I’m not even making a dent. She is going to have to realize somewhat on her own that she is amazing and that anyone who doesn’t realize that is totally missing out.

Thankfully, my youngest has not encountered this yet, but I know she will. Kids are going to make fun of her fused tooth, because that’s what kids do. She won’t realize that some of the world’s most successful models have things about them that are not considered “traditionally” beautiful. She will hide her beautiful smile away and feel insecure.

Hopefully, my girls will have the epiphany that I think most of us have in our 20s. I hope that they realize they are beautiful and that the world is lucky to have them.

I guess the point of all of this rambling is simple – The world will label us. It is up to us to embrace our “label” and ourselves. God made each of us the way He intended us to be and it’s really quite arrogant of us to think we know better than He does.

Mama's Losin' It

I was gonna post something else but then I got a phone call….

I had plans to post about all sorts of serious stuff, but then while I was making dinner last night I got a phone call from my very best friend in this world. I have known Jenny since I was in 7th grade 12 years old. She’s been there for me through every up and down in my life and I love her dearly. She was even my date to Homecoming one year (I think this is the year that a group of girls all went together…the corsage on her wrist says differently or that her Dad liked her enough to buy her a corsage).

I miss the skinny...

Wednesday was Jenny’s birthday. She is 28 now. This means we’ve known each other for close to sixteen years. {Whoa. What a crazy thought that is!} Anyway, she called me last night to tell me that she is now an engaged woman!

To have and to hold...

Her fiance, Pablo, is such a wonderful guy. It pains me that I’ve never met him, but you’ll have that when he lives in Guatamala. That’s right. He lives in Guatamala. He works for the same company she does…just a different office. And occassionally he is sent to her office for a few weeks or months. They met at work. They fell in love. History. The thing is, Jenny is an amazing girl. Seriously. She deserves all the happiness in the world and, somehow, I know that Pablo is going to give her that happiness. He’s awesome like that.

And so, congratulations Jenny! I wish you both nothing but the best! Oh, and I’m pretty sure there is plenty of room in Georgia if you want to start a nice life with your soon-to-be-hubby in the South. I’m just sayin’.

The last time I saw Jenny...two years ago :(