For the people who put up with my craziness. Mainly to the man that just stayed quiet and rubbed my back the other night after I stepped in human waste in the Target parking lot, cleaned up an overflowed toilet and then broke my favorite platter.
For this home that keeps up warm and dry on the one week of winter in Houston and cool and wet (bc of the water sprinkles) during the rest of the year.
For my sisters. Even though we area all polar opposites, they love me. To know that there’s someone out there that always loves you, not matter how many dishes you break is amazing.
For my dad, who proof reads my posts on this blog (and for all the other amazing things he does).
For my favorite pencils*.
For Blog Elevated Conference being held at Moody Gardens in Galveston – I am so excited!
For our friends that get our family. We’re weird and don’t hide that fact so the people that accept us as we are are truly wonderful.
For plastic plates. Everything I touch should be unbreakable.
For my girls. Sometimes people ask me if I wish we had a boy. I’d be happy either way. But there’s something special about the time I spend with my three girls. I love them more than I thought possible.
For you. The ones that read my posts daily and follow me on Twitter, Facebook or Pinterest. You’re all kinds of awesome and I thank you for allowing me into your life. Keep on being awesome and no one will notice that your fingers are glued together.