Teachers

Most days I foolishly go along believing that it is I who am doing the teaching. Molding these young minds, mentoring them. Mothering them. Then my eyes are opened and I see that it is really those young minds, who are teaching me.

I have learned from Troy that if you are having a rough day....go to your happy place. Aka, curled up with Sarah.  

 I have learned from Emily, (and her friends), that fashion is much less about what the clothes look like,  and much more about how they make you feel.

My children teach me daily that laughter really is the best medicine.

Emily shows me that sometimes we have to make our own music if we want to dance...

As Troy learns to walk he reminds me that life is all about falling and getting back up again. No matter how old you are.

One of my favorite things that they have taught me is, everyone has their own definition of perfection. And on the good days, and the bad, this will always be mine.....