you know...

having a teenager with their drivers license isn't as bad as I thought.

All day I was saying..."Hey Ash go get me soda." "Hey Ash go to McDonald and get dinner." It's still new to her, so she is willing to go.

Today was a quiet lazy day. I decided to face my boys room and help them clean it. I was to ashamed to take a picture and share it. It was horrible. I forgot the carpet was a light mauve color. It was mostly clothes all over along with trash. Now it looks nice. I am going to count the days to see how long this will last.

Craig is in New York so I am a little bored if you couldn't already tell. He got his job done sooner than he thought so he grabbed a early flight out tomorrow. I will get to see him.

You would think I would get used to him traveling and not miss him so much. He just left Thursday. That's not long at all compared to being gone a week or even more.

Ashlee went out last night with one of her "best" friends who happens to be a boy. They are only friends. Well, he took her to dinner and then to the school football game. Later that night he told her he didn't want to be friends with her any more. He wanted to sever all ties with her. He really likes her and if he can't be her boyfriend he doesn't want to do anything with her at all.

She is having a hard time because she doesn't understand why they can't be friends. She only likes him as a friend and nothing more. I have been trying to comfort her through this. I remember oh to well my heart being broken. Heck even her dad broke my heart when we were younger. I told her one day it will all be worth it. This is part of life and we have to hold our heads up HIGH and don't let them see you cry! I told her to go out and have the best time she could possibly have and let him see it. He will see what he is going to miss. IT WILL BE HIS LOSS!~

I see her little struggles and I am grateful I don't have to live through this again. There are times I think I miss my teenage years, but this in not one of them. I feel her pain and there is nothing I can do to help but give her my shoulder.

The evil mom in me wanted to rip this guys head off. We treated him like he was one of our children, maybe even better. I guess my angel mom in me is backing off and letting her go through this little trial. It was hard for my halo to venture out due to the horns wanting to pop up, but the halo won.