I suppose I should make an introduction to describe the members that occupy my household.
The baby of the family, Ember, is a bustling toddler who just entered her terrible twos; her days consist of Elmo, Blues Clues, coloring on everything but paper, chasing her two older sisters, and making sure her mother is at one of two extremes: insanity and peace. I think of Ember as the child that balances my other two daughters, my yang (my stress)
Then there is the middle daughter, Nana. She had just entered preschool, has a passionate love for eating, and is the classic middle child who sways between wanting be noticed as a big girl like her older sister and wanting to be the baby of the family (which makes emotionally unstable at times and very sensitive), but never lacking in a great sense of humor and is constantly filling my days with laughter. Nana is my joy, one half of my yin.
The other half of my yin would be my oldest, Sissy. She prides herself in her artistic abilities, a natural born perfectionist, and believes she is faster than the wind when she runs. If asked to describe herself she would say, "I'm seven, meaning I am ALMOST a teenager!" Her attitude proves that to be true, which frightens me. Sissy is my rock, my strength, the meaning to my life.
Outside my yin and yang factors of life is my husband. In searching for words to describe him all I think of is the sound of crickets surrounded by the silence of the night, this desciption suits him well. He has many flaws though I see the potential of him to be grand in all areas of his life, aside from his own mother I believe I am the only one that sees this in him.
Lastly there is myself, I cannot look at myself unbiasly to give a short and accurate description; through these blog postings I suppose the reader can come to their own conclusions of who I am.
2 comments:
I think that the criket sounds would be between Jason's ears instaed of describing him.
Yeah, that's what I ment...
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