An Open Letter To My Six Year Old

Dear Six Year Old,

I write these things because I want to remember them. If I could bottle you up right now and never let you grow, I would in a heartbeat. It literally pains me to know that each passing day is a day that you are getting older. But with each day you are also getting more wise, more beautiful, and more self-aware. 

I love that you have “found your voice”, even if that means yelling at me because I’ve asked you four times already to feed the dog. I love that you play dress up….46 times a day. I love that you watch me do my makeup most mornings and ask “when I’m your age, I want to play with pretty makeup, too.” 

I love when you first wake up and your tired little voice says “good morning”, followed by a hug that comes every morning like clock work. I love when I get off work and you come running to the door because you know I’m home, quickly followed by “what’s for dinner?” And no matter what I say it is, you respond with “I don’t like that!” I love you for that, I really really do. 

You have lost your two front teeth at six and I could sit and talk to you all day long. Your lisp right now is the cutest. You have also gained a lot of confidence since turning six. You love to sing and dance and I just know you feel the music to your core. You are a free spirit and I love that about you. 

I love doing prayers with you every night, even if for the past year you have prayed for TWO things….a dog that passed away and our babysitter with cancer. Speaking of Crystal, our beloved babysitter, you have such a heart for her and it makes me cry every time. Shopping in the grocery store you wanted to buy Crystal flowers “just because I think it will make her happy”. On the way to her house you explained to me that “even though flowers will die, we have our memories which we can look back on that make us smile.” You my sweet child have a heart of gold. 
You really, really do. 

You have a heart of gold. A sweeter spirit than anyone I know. A smile that could light up a room. A laugh that is contagious. A hug that heals. A passion for life bigger than most adults I know. You make me proud. 

I love when I say “my back hurts” and you jump up to “give it rubs”, even if its just tiny little fingers scratching my back. You know just how to make me smile. 

My sweet girl, I love you. I hope you never ever forget or question that. We say “I love you” 4,392 times a day, but I hope you never forget that I truly love you more than anything in this world. 

I love you at six. 

Mom of a Six Year Old

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7 Things To Do With Leftover Spaghetti

We’ve all been there. 
Ladies, don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about. 
We embark on the endeavor of making dinner, trying to be fancy with that spaghetti, and we end up making enough to feed every homeless person in your entire state. Yup, we’ve ALLLLL done it. 
DON’T YOU FRET my friends! 
Today we (my husband and I) are here to bring you 7 Things To Do With Leftover Spaghetti! 

1. S’ghetti Fries 
When you’re over the typical “chili fries”, go for something WAY more exciting! And not to mention using leftovers, how awesome! Take your potatoes, dug fresh that morning from your garden (or store bought is fine), and make your every day french fries. (Or frozen is fine) Once you’re ready to eat, top with your s’ghetti and heat in the microwave for 30 seconds. PURE PERFECTION! Also, grate some fresh parmesan from Italy overtop, or if you don’t have any,
 store bought is fine. 

2. S’ghetti Smoothie
Okay, we’re all into being healthy, right?! Spice up your morning green smoothie! Kale, spinach, apples, celery, carrots, AND S’GHETTI! 

3. S’ghetti & Coke
Have a long day at work? Need a drink? Open your cabinet and find your out of rum?! *BUT WHY IS ALL THE RUM GONE?!* Don’t you worry my dear friend, slip that s’ghetti right in with your coke and you’ll never know the difference. Except when you stay sober all night. But, it will be delicious and you can thank me later! 

4. Biscuits and S’ghetti 
Who doesn’t love biscuits and gravy?! (Well, i don’t but that’s beside the point) I LOVE homemade biscuits. Pioneer Woman makes a great ‘drop biscuit recipe’ if anyone is interested. OKAY OKAY LOSING MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT! Top those biscuits with s’ghetti from last nights dinner and BAM! A full meal for your enjoyment! 

5. S’ghetti & Eggs
Probably our favorite on the list so far. (I say “our” because remember when I said my dear husband was writing this with me?! Isn’t he a gem?!?!) Toss some s’ghetti in a frying pan, top with eggs, and cook until your desired doneness. 

6. S’ghetti Con Leche
If you’re out of cereal, just use s’ghetti! Place in bowl, top with milk. You’re welcome. 

7. S’ghetti S’mores
I HATE when i’m craving a s’more but i’m out of marshmallows. Place your s’ghetti in-between two grahams and you ALMOST have the SAME thing! ALMOST.  

But let’s be honest, the BEST way to eat leftover spaghetti is after it has sat in the fridge all night in your tupperware. Cold, alone, and crying for attention. On the middle shelf. Un-noticed. A lot like my entire childhood. Hashtag middle child problems. 

Where are my spaghetti lovers at?!?! I hope you found this post fun and light-hearted! 
Hope you all have a great week!!

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Dear Five Year Old Daughter

Dear Five Year Old Daughter,

Being your mom is my most favorite thing. Ever.
But there are times I want to absolutely run away and cry.
I want to write these times down so some day you might look back on this crazy life we’ve been living together and laugh, cry, or maybe even appreciate the memories we’ve created together.

I love this age that you’re in. You think you know EVERYTHING.
Sometimes I truly wonder if you do know everything, but I will never admit that to you.
There are days you out-logic your dad and I and I know you are his in some way his. (Your dad is the logical side of our relationship/family) How can a five year old out-logic me?! You my dear make it possible. You ask questions that make me even scratch my head. Like listening to music and asking “mom, why did she crash her car into a bridge? and WHY did she love it?! and WHYYYY doesn’t she care?!?!”

You are at an age where I want to scream on a daily basis. Terrible twos? HA! Two’s were a BREEZE!  Traumatizing threes? Those don’t stand a chance. Five. Five years old. There needs to be a manual for how to deal with five year olds. You’re kind of a monster. You have found your voice. You have found your sassiness. You have found your limits and you know the consequences when you push them.
You don’t let me go to the bathroom alone, EVER. Just the other day you came in and talked about the toilet bowl cleaner THE WHOLE TIME. Why are you so interested in the toilet bowl cleaner?!
You scare people because you think its funny and you wrestle with your dogs. I never thought my dainty little girl would ever want to wrestle with anything. You’ve grown up so much in the last year.
I think if I counted, you would ask 4,592 questions a day. Do you know what that does to a mom?!?!

But oh my darling, I love this age. You are so fun. You are so funny. Witty, and gorgeous, and kind and caring, and full of life. You are everything I hope to be some day when I grow up. Can you teach me how?
I’ve learned more from you in the last year of your life than ever before.
Something about the way you come into my room and say “mommy, you smell like fresh flowers” or the way you hug me and say “you will always be my best friend”.
I hope that is true, baby girl. I hope we are ALWAYS best friends.

Out of everyone I know in my entire life, I truly think you are the most kind-hearted person I know. You care so much about others, how they are feeling, and how things will make them feel in the long run. Even on the days I want to rip my hair out because of you, you look at me with this look. It’s almost like you know i’m losing my cool. You always tend to say “I love you mommy” right at the perfect time. You are at the age where you are attached to my hip. You want to do everything i’m doing. If i’m wearing a dress that day, you want to be wearing a dress. If you have picked out a dress, you want me to put one on. Are you sensing a theme? You LOVE dresses, little one. I love how girly you are. I always wanted a girly girl.

Five years old has been such a challenge yet exiting age for me. Everyday I wake up wondering what funny thing will come out of your mouth or what melt down you might have because of something silly. Thank you for giving me this life. Thank you for making each day worth it. Being your mom has been the greatest blessing i’ve ever received and I can’t wait to watch you grow up into the wonderful girl you are becoming. You’ll always be my best friend.

I’ll love you forever, i’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be. (I really love when you make me sing that to you before bed or when you’re scared. I cry every time, but for some reason you love it.)

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