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Slow Down

I read a post this morning that grabbed my attention. Once Upon a Time: Mama Confessions Part 2 I need to take a tip or two from her and learn to slow down. Mr. Mayer tells me quiet often that I do to much. I'm trying. I just want my kids to have lots of good memories and I don't want them to miss out on anything that I have a tendency to go overboard. Learning how to slow down has been a difficult challenge for me. The article she linked to here really spoke to me. In my effort to create memories and make my children's lives happy I forget to stop and do things with them. I get so wrapped up in trying to make life perfect I forget to enjoy life. Truth of the matter is that life is not perfect. I should know this by now. Somehow I keep forgetting. Memories are great, but if Mr. Mayer and I are not in the memories it kind of defeats the purpose. Summer is fast approaching. It's my favorite time of year. My goal this summer is to slow down and enjoy life a little more. To do things with my kids and to have a little fun. Mr. Mayer and I own a boat. Last summer we were so busy and so scheduled that we only took the boat out once. One of my favorite places on earth is out on the water in the boat. Only once? I'm hoping to increase that number this summer. I just need to keep reminding myself that I can't do it all.
Okay, enough of that...speaking of slowing down. Owen needs to slow down and walk carefully. I need to get him a helmet. He's really hard on his head. Here is another example:


His brother pushed him out of the garage door yesterday and he got a little bruise on the right side of his head. Then yesterday afternoon he was running on the patio and fell and skinned his head. Poor kid looks like a battered child. It was goose egged up last night. Looks a little better today. He has already fallen and skinned his knuckles this morning. Maybe he needs full body armor?

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