Last weekend, Grant made us all breakfast. It's been kind of a thing he does every weekend for the last little bit. It makes him really happy to do that for his family. Got us talking about the things we remember from our childhood. Mine was when my dad would make omelettes on the weekends and either wake me up to get some or just leave the fixins' on the stove for me to make my own when I finally rolled my ass out of bed. It's one of those small, yet really happy memories I have. Grant's was similar too. Made me start thinking of the things that the kids will remember about their childhood. There are some things that I really hope they do remember:
1 - Mommy likes music...all the time. I love listening to music. I love having the radio, Panodra, Spotify...ect on all the time. There have been days that the TV doesn't get turned on at all. When I'm cooking any meal, I have my music on and am dancing around the kitchen and singing. I really hope the kids have a love of music like I do, and all different types too. I really like putting on Pandora in the livingroom and setting it to shuffle because we have playlists from hard rock to pop to classical to jazz... damn near everything. When the kids are older and are reminiscing about the "old days", I really hope that they remember mommy always having music on.
2 - Baking. I've been really getting into baking lately. So far I haven't really done much more than cookies, bread, brownies, muffins, and cupcakes. I have done some more for Thanksgiving, but nothing for day to day life. Mostly because the kids are young enough to where I don't want them eating sweets all day. But I hope that when they do get older, they'll have those memories of me baking in the kitchen, dancing to music, and letting them lick the spatula when I'm done. I don't really memories of baking as a kid. My dad works at a bakery so I doubt he wanted to do a lot of it at home, too. He is my "cake man" for the kids' birthdays and any celebrations though...but that's about it. As the kids get older, and make friends, and have the friends come over, I hope that everyone wants to come over to our house because I always have cookies or something already done. I think that would be a great memory to have.
3 - Me being a Stay At Home Mom. Since I was old enough to want a family of my own, I've wanted to be a stay at home mom. I'm not a fan of working in general, and I love watching my kids grow up and reaching the milestones of life. There have been so many "ups" that it makes the "downs" seem pretty small after a while. It's hard, I wont lie, but I'm so glad I can do this. I ask Izzy every once in a while if she likes having me home, and her answer is always an enthusiastic yes. I hope that when the kids get older, they'll look back and smile remembering how we played and just enjoyed being together.
4 - Daddy's weekend breakfasts. As I said before, Grant has really enjoyed making a brunch for us on the weekends. It's never anything fancy, but it's delicious and we get to sit down together as a family, which is also very important to me. Right now, it seems like it's more of a chore for the girls to sit and eat, but hopefully when they get older, they'll look back at the time we spent around the kitchen table as a family and smile.
5 - Our kitchen table. I know this one sounds a bit funny, but here's what I mean: I have a feeling that our kitchen table is going to be the heart of our family. I see homework being done at it, family discussions, family meals, parenting decisions....almost everything being decided upon at that table. Grant and I sit there a lot after a meal and will talk about things, kind of like we do with the office too. I'm sure as the kids get older, and we have to talk about sex or drugs or being with the wrong kind of crowd, it'll be done at the table. But so will everything good too. We plan on having our table for a very long time, so I hope that when the kids get older and see it, that it puts a little smile on their faces remembering all the things that happened at that table.
6 - All the love and happiness in our home. Anyone that really knows me knows how emotional I am. Grant is too, in his own way. If there is one thing that we have never been short of it is love. Words cannot describe how much we love our kids and want only the best for them. We want to grow up to be decent, hardworking adults with a good head on their shoulders and with a strong sense of self. To be able to stand up, not only for themselves, but for others that they see are being wronged. We want them to grow up knowing, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are loved. We let them fall down, we let them get dirty, we let them explore our backyard without hovering over them. Right now, our kids are so happy and laid back and I really hope that they don't lose that. I really hope that when they look back or are talking about their childhood, they can always say that we always showed them we that we love them and they saw how happy Mom and Dad were/are together.
I know our life wont be picture perfect, and that is totally ok. We're going to have ups and downs as a family, but we'll always get through them. I know the kids are all under 5 years old and I may be jumping the gun a little bit with this, but these are things I think about all the time. They are what I hope for my family. I think we have a pretty damn good start to all of this, too. :)
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