My eyes leak...a lot! I have been known to shed tears at the library story time, passing Grant's bus on his way to a field trip, and of course at various shows, commercials and websites, even the animated movie, "The Incredibles" has evoked emotion from this lady. Recently, I have been choked up at my little graduates.
And, I mean really, how many graduations am I going to be attending? At this rate, we will be having ceremonies for graduating shoe sizes. I never had a graduation for every event, but despite how often they may occur, I still teared up. Dave shakes his head, I try to look down or blink them away, but to no avail. I feel sheepish that it happens, but the truth is-it does. I blame my mother, really. She is known to have some water works, but I think I am surpassing her in the "crying at ridiculous moments" category. I can't believe our kindergarten and joy school
years are over for Grant and Katelee, they were tears of pride and love and amazement at being able to watch the munchkins develop. This one:
on the other hand, brings other sorts of tears to my eyes....tears of insanity and defeat! Brenna and I aren't really at war, per say, but she still wins. She is yet to find an obstacle she cannot conquer, 
and I would like chandeliers or kitchen butcher knives or every shelf in the pantry to be unreachable for her. Someday I may see those qualities as strengths, and it is pretty safe to say that I will at that moment...cry. 
And, I mean really, how many graduations am I going to be attending? At this rate, we will be having ceremonies for graduating shoe sizes. I never had a graduation for every event, but despite how often they may occur, I still teared up. Dave shakes his head, I try to look down or blink them away, but to no avail. I feel sheepish that it happens, but the truth is-it does. I blame my mother, really. She is known to have some water works, but I think I am surpassing her in the "crying at ridiculous moments" category. I can't believe our kindergarten and joy school
years are over for Grant and Katelee, they were tears of pride and love and amazement at being able to watch the munchkins develop. This one:
on the other hand, brings other sorts of tears to my eyes....tears of insanity and defeat! Brenna and I aren't really at war, per say, but she still wins. She is yet to find an obstacle she cannot conquer, 
and I would like chandeliers or kitchen butcher knives or every shelf in the pantry to be unreachable for her. Someday I may see those qualities as strengths, and it is pretty safe to say that I will at that moment...cry. 
4 comments:
I find myself crying at times and wonder what is wrong with me then I remember that I am my mother's daughter and have it all figured out. My mom is a cry baby too and I made fun of her while growing up. I guess it's payback. :) Hooray for the both of us, I say!
The joys of being a mother!!!
I would say you are normal. I feel the tears build up just telling someone about someone crying. I know, weird.
I think it's great and that you are really soaking up the fun and special moments. Though I don't remember you crying much back in the day. The CU didn't bring it out maybe?
Cry away, baby!! You are entitled to it. you have earned every tear. For me it is like a cleanse:)
How cute are your graduates and troublemaker?!
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