First Born ~ Best Shot Monday

She is opinionated. She has a fierce independent streak. She has a hugely stubborn attitude. She is a bossy big sister.

She is exactly like me.

I see myself in her expressions. I hear myself in her voice when she speaks.

She inspires me to be a better Mommy, a better, more patient person. I have to be. For she is always watching. Always imitating.

She is my first born.

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But every once in awhile, I get to see her as simply a sweet little four-year old. Just a precious little kid running free, with all of that “first born” stuff tucked safely away. It always brings a smile to my face, and makes me so thankful that she is (and always will be) my first baby.

Make sure to stop over to Tracey’s and see what is inspiring everyone else this fine Monday.

Fuzzy Sugar Math

So 3, 4 5 of the little Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups (you know the teeny, little, individually-wrapped ones) probably equal just one normal sized one, right? So if I have 10 of the little ones, it is only like 2 normal cups?

And because you have to unwrap all of them, that must burn a ton of calories, right?

Man, I cannot wait until Halloween to unload all of this candy.

Thankfully the tri-training starts tomorrow.