The Morgan's

I know, I know, you probably want more pictures and less of me filling this blog with words and nonsense. I just feel like I have so much to say. I think it will proabably decrease the amount of words that I will have to include in all of those wonderful posts with pictures. Honestly, I think that it is super smart to bury all of my thoughts behind then many, many posts of pictures so...if you are with me then, let's go.

I have been thinking a lot lately of choices. Do you realize how many choices we have to make? And that after you make a choice you have to live with that decision? Scott and I are trying to teach our kids about this. I am not sure how well but we are trying. One thing that I LOVE about Beckett is that he wakes up ready to go. Monroe, well, she used to be that way and then there was a time that she would wake up and I would have to put her right back in bed and tell her that if she felt grumpy when she woke up then she should lay in her bed until she could be happy and polite. I am happy to say that that has been relatively successful. She is not quite as excited as Beckett but she is progressing quite well. (neither of them know what it is to sleep in, I would love if one day they decided that they were cranky and just wanted to go back to sleep) We are trying to teach them that our attitude can change a situation. That they are big and that they have brains and that they are problem solvers. I tell B & M that if I have to resolve a conflict that my resolution is going to be that they have to go to their room and play by themselves until they are ready to try again. Usually that works pretty well. Last night though, I heard Monroe fuss, Beckett say I am sorry, Monroe open her door, Beckett saying are you going to tell on me, I am not happy that you are telling mom. I am not happy. I am walking away. I do not want you to tell mom. Monroe walked right past my bedroom door, even though she knew I was in there and walked toward the family room (I don't think she ever intended on telling on him) but what I did do was make Beckett come in and tell on himself. Poor kid.

That is not really the reason for this post...Well I guess it is...

I just don't know if this is the right place to start.