Kelley aka The Husband
Married almost 10 years, together roughly 13, he fills my heart with love and makes my head want to explode. He constantly makes me laugh (both with him and at him) and makes me say “what in the hell could he have been thinking?” at least once a day. But he doesn’t complain when I spend money and he looks HOT in a suit! Plus he’s an amazing dad AND 3 kids later, he still thinks I’m hot! Oh, and he puts up with me on a daily basis! What more could a girl want?
The child that I prayed for my entire life. There’s a saying about being careful what you pray for … She has every characteristic that I asked for in a girl child, good and bad. She is wonderfully (and irritatingly) precocious and the child most likely to make me regret loving my bad attitude (considering she inherited every.bit.of.it.). She is extremely smart and ridiculously stubborn and way too sassy for her age. I will never have to worry about her doing anything she doesn’t want to. I am, however, concerned she may be the ringleader!
The child I never knew I needed. My mom always said that I should have a son because little boys always love their mamas. Truer words have never been spoken. He’s the one that will take care of me in my old age. He is sweet and sensitive and rough and tumble, all rolled into one and destined to break hearts, starting with mine. He has promised to live with me forever and ever. Yes, I am ruining him for every girl that comes along. He owns me. Owns.Me.
The child I prayed for the hardest. I didn’t just want a 3rd child, I needed one. He completed us. He is smart and funny and cute and bad. He’s extra cute because he’s extra bad. He has dimples and he’s not afraid to use them. He’s giving all of us a run for our money and living up to his reputation as the baby of the family.
Angie aka My BFF
Angie and I have been friends since college and she is most definitely my partner-in-crime. She’s been married a hundred years, is the awesome mom of 2 (a college-aged girl and a teen boy) and the best friend anyone could have. We know just about everything about each other and can communicate without ever finishing a sentence. Oh, and I’ve already decided to send Sydney to live with her Aunt Angie during the teen years. I figure Angie did such an awesome job with her daughter, she can do the same with mine!