Let's Get Creative

This is a re-post of the 'Name SonInLawToBe' because we need more suggestions!



With GRADUATION under our belts, it's time to focus on a wedding!

Most of you know that these two became engaged a couple of weeks ago on May 3.

Most of you also know that Breezy is already married and her hubby's nickname is BestSonInLawEVER. Which, as hindsight often goes, was probably not the best thinking on my part. You know, having four daughters and all.

So now, I find myself faced with coming up with SonInLawToBe's nickname. Easy? Maybe.

In other families. But not ours.

In all honesty, the lovelies call the relationship between the two 'boys' a bromance.

That being said, BestSonInLawEVER does not want any future sons-in-law to have a name that one-ups his.

SonInLawToBe wants to one-up BestSonInLawEVER.

Don't worry. It's ok, as it really is all in good fun. HOWEVER, the nickname for the new son-in-law has to be good. Clever. Just right.

So, I put it up to y'all, my most delightfully creative, funny, clever bloggy buddies.

Your assignment, should you decide to accept it, is to come up with a nickname for the son-in-law to be.

Their newest 'thing' is photo bombing---here's BestSonInLawEVER who wants to pick the winner.

Here's SonInLawToBe, who wants to pick the winner.

I'm thinking the lovelies and I will pick the winner.

After all, the winds of hormonal stasis remains in the direction of the feminine.

There will be a prize for the winner to be disclosed at a later date!

I'm thinking I'll run this for at least one week.

Just leave your idea(s) (Yep, you can have more than one!) in the comment section!

[Facebook followers can leave their ideas on Facebook!]

What's In A Name?

With GRADUATION under our belts, it's time to focus on a wedding!

Most of you know that these two became engaged a couple of weeks ago on May 3.

Most of you also know that Breezy is already married and her hubby's nickname is BestSonInLawEVER. Which, as hindsight often goes, was probably not the best thinking on my part. You know, having four daughters and all.

So now, I find myself faced with coming up with SonInLawToBe's nickname. Easy? Maybe.

In other families. But not ours.

In all honesty, the lovelies call the relationship between the two 'boys' a bromance.

That being said, BestSonInLawEVER does not want any future sons-in-law to have a name that one-ups his.

SonInLawToBe wants to one-up BestSonInLawEVER.

Don't worry. It's ok, as it really is all in good fun. HOWEVER, the nickname for the new son-in-law has to be good. Clever. Just right.

So, I put it up to y'all, my most delightfully creative, funny, clever bloggy buddies.

Your assignment, should you decide to accept it, is to come up with a nickname for the son-in-law to be.

Their newest 'thing' is photo bombing---here's BestSonInLawEVER who wants to pick the winner.

Here's SonInLawToBe, who wants to pick the winner.

I'm thinking the lovelies and I will pick the winner.

After all, the winds of hormonal stasis remains in the direction of the feminine.

There will be a prize for the winner to be disclosed at a later date!

I'm thinking I'll run this for at least one week.

Just leave your idea(s) (Yep, you can have more than one!) in the comment section!

[Facebook followers can leave their ideas on Facebook!]

Proud to be a Mom

When our four daughters were growing up, they gave Hubs and myself many reasons to be proud.  Hubs' pride was always understated because he's laid back like that.  On the other hand, my display of pride resembled a more-than-normal-puffed-up-feathers-out-long-neck-beak-up Peacock.  I suppose I should have been embarrassed by my blatant pride-filled display but I was not.  To be honest, why should I have been embarrassed?  I carried each of those babies for nine months AND birthed them.  I was entitled and I do not do anything half-way.

I shined that pride on the soccer field sidelines; at softball games; at dance and and band competitions; at chorus and orchestra performances; at the handing out of academic awards and college scholarships.  Shoot, I was prancing proudly all over this town.  "That's MY child out there winning everything."  "See that one right there, the one that just scored?  That's mine."  "See the beautiful blond center front?  My child."  "The one right there with the marvelous bravado?  MINE."  "The one that sounds just like an angel from Heaven?  MY daughter."  "Our girls?  Yes, we're four-for-four on attending college."  Yepper doodle.  I was THAT proud mom.

Funny thing, though, when your lovelies grow up, things change.  Oh, the pride is still there.  Yes indeed.  But since they've grown up, my pride is more in awe of the young adults that my girls have become.

Now, our lovelies are 26, 24, 22, and 19.  The oldest is married; the second is living it up in DC; the third one just graduated from college and is off to grad school; and the baby has just completed her sophomore year in college.  They are not little any more.  But the sense of pride that they instill within my heart of hearts is more than it ever was before.

It is at this point, when they have reached young adulthood, that I have discovered my true source of pride.  It's in the wonderful, independent, compassionate young women that they have grown up to be.  My pride swells when they share their joys and sorrows with one another and their deepest secrets; knowing that each one is there for each other.  My pride rises to new heights every time one of the lovelies shows her loyalty and gives her utmost support to a friend.  My pride surges when I see one of them rise to the occasion and point out an injustice.  My pride balloons every time one of my precious babes shows diligence and dedication to her work.  My pride overflows when one of them stands her ground when confronted and defends her ideas or someone in need.  My pride billows when my precious ones shed tears for those who are abused or neglected or hurt--both animal and human--and then rise up to fight such atrocities.  My feathers will even fan out in proud display when I see that my girls know how to laugh at themselves. 

Yes, I am a proud mother.  I have four of the most amazing daughters on the face of the earth.  And, yes, I still have the trophies and certificates and letters of acceptance still proudly displayed throughout our home.  But all of that pales in comparison to the pride I feel about the amazing adults they have become.


This is my entry to the Proud Mom's Contest.  Two proud moms will win $50!  The contest is sponsored by UPrinting event ticket printing services.