Happy Birthday Taylor Bug!!

Today Tay is 14. I miss her so much....I wonder what she would be like today. What she would look  like. Who would be her best friend? Would her and Cortney get along or would they fight like crazy? Would she still be a little dancer, would she have a boyfriend, what would be her favorite color, her favorite food?

I guess I just get to be patient and wait for the day that I get to be with her again... OH my we will have so much catching up on to do.

Until then Taylor I hope you know how much I love you and how much you mean to me. Thank you for everything that you taught me and for allowing me to be your mother. I hope that you have a wonderful day. 

Love you to the moon and back little buggie.

mom

I dont even know what to say

Is this NORMAL?

I mean who does not open the door to their sons bedroom and find this?

We have a motorcycle, a guitar a pedal bike frame and much much more.

 Oh dear lord I can only imagine what is inside of that chest.....

                                        (full view as you open the door)

 And it only gets worse... it runs out into the hallway!!!  Really are you kidding me? Are my eyes playing tricks on me cuz no one does this right? Or am I simply crazy and it is NORMAL!

Ok to give the kid credit he is preparing to move. Yes you did hear right he is moving out!!!!! If it sounds like I am excited well............. mixed emotions is whats going on inside of me. He is 21 and as he says it "it is time to be on my own". Your right it is time but.......... you are still my little boy. BUT are you kidding a road bike in my basement!!!! Not so cool.

So my dear sweet little boy Brandon. Although I will always wonder what you are doing. You are only a short 20 minute drive away. So take that motorcycle and put it in your own place. But remember you are always welcome home!

*(For any of you that are wondering, I do not live like this! I do not like clutter and filth and mess. I try my hardest to keep things in my home organized and clean. But I do believe that my children need their own private space and I try to not intrude on it unless necessary. However when I do intrude I usually scream and through a fit and say things like, "Oh MY HELL" "this is so not right" "are you kidding me you like this mess" "piggie piggie". So I try to stay out. )