Heartfelt journaling and a whole new level of menace...

Recently I've been eager to journal very honestly about issues so I leave real stories, not just factual or happy ones. I think it's important to let your family know how you really feel at times - even when you've felt sad, lonely, angry etc. - and sometimes it's easier to write it down than it is to say it. Also, there's the chance that I may forget some details later on and I'll be grateful if I've written these things to jog my memory (when I'm old and grey!). For example, I'm not keen on doing too many lovey dovey layouts unless they have a purpose or significant meaning. I don't do a Valentine's layout every year, I just do the occasional layout about love when I've got something to say. I decided to do a layout about how marriage or living with the love of your life isn't always peachy and romantic and how there comes a time when you need to choose love rather than feel it. I created a layout using a photo of Matt and I taken at Christmas time in a more serious pose (No, we weren't fighting at the time!) and then I added it to classic love theme papers rather than comical ones. I decided not to hide my journaling but if you are the type who doesn't like to wear your heart on your sleeve, you could hide it behind your photo. I am so happy with the result and feel that I've left my children with something real and honest about our relationship that it wont hurt them to know. It's not negative - just real.





Then there was the incident today where my children stepped up their level of menace. I found clumps of hair on the lounge room floor and thought it must have been Barbie's...until the kids showed up and I realised it was theirs. I have dreaded this day, assuming it happen to all kids and Mums. I have been so careful about hiding scissors but they are just too clever. Phoebe thought she should fix having her hair in her face by attempting to cut a fringe for herself and then started on Jett. His is worse than hers but because he's a boy it's not so bad, and it will grow back. I was a little cross at first (I'm the type that cries over spilt milk), then I saw the silver lining - a scrapbook moment, so out with the camera and here's the proof...it's called 'They did a BAD BAD thing'...



So as you can see I snuck on some scrapping this afternoon after going hard on housework this morning...my little reward. It comes easily some days and today was one of those.