What my kids know about me:)

So I think most people saw my picture of Logan's writing from earlier this evening. "I am going to Target with my Mom." Wow...so as it turns out, he knows me pretty well. Over the past few months, I have come to realize that both kids know me REALLY well, actually. Some things I'd prefer they didn't know, but hey, that's part of being a family. (And I won't be sharing those things on here--sorry to disappoint.)

There are struggles that I have on a daily basis though, as someone who is managing Depression without medication. I cry...a lot. And it is really hard to control your emotions when they get to you, and sometimes even harder when your kids are around. We live in a 3-bedroom rancher, and it is super difficult to walk away from them to try to manage emotions. SO frustrating. Fortunately, the feelings typically pass soon after, but it is just incredibly frustrating. I hate that the kids know this about me, and it's even harder because Logan is very sensitive to my feelings. But I am working on it:)

Something else Logan and Addison know about me? I love, love, love to nap. I don't know why this is, but my best guess is because I work pretty hard all week between my job and being a mom. So when Addison lays down on Saturday afternoons...9 times out of 10 I'm laying down too. Todd HATES this about me, but I am so not giving up the nap. I'm just not. And Logan--he totally gets it:) He loves his sleep too!

Oh here's a good one: My car tends to get...well...a tad bit "unorganized." It's kind of a mess. I SWEAR I try really hard to keep it clean, and it's kind of a joke in the family. I do NOT know how it gets that way, but it just does. I can make excuses, like how I'm usually the one toting the kids around so I have all their stuff in the car. Or how all of my Thirty-One bags are kept in my trunk (because I don't have an office or closet for them to go between parties). It is what it is...what can I say?

I'm sure there are other little things they know about me. The fact that I love singing in the car. How I am a sucker for being a night owl, and letting them stay up with me on the weekend. That I don't fit into my clothes the way I wish I did. That Christmas is my favorite holiday and I start listening to Christmas music on November 1. They know a lot about me.

I guess that's part of being a close family...isn't it?