My mom's name is Laura. Our birthdays are 1 day apart! She went into labor with me on her birthday, the poor lady. I consider my Mom my very best friend. She has taught me so much about life, I could never fully tell her how thankful I am for having her as my mom. She is an amazing woman. She's always worked, even though I know deep down she wishes she could have been a stay-at-home mom for my brother and I. She works for the federal government and her, my step dad, and my little brother live in Missouri. Her and I are a lot alike. I remember being younger and wishing that I would NEVER turn out to be like my mom. Now I love that I'm like her. She has taught me to be independent and work for everything I have. I appreciate that she has done that for me, because I would hate to see what I turned out like if she hadn't. She works her butt off and has given her all to us kids. There was a time I didn't think I could turn to my mom about much. I think every girl goes through that phase with their Mom's. I realized a couple years ago that my Mom is the one person in this entire world that would never judge me or turn her back on me. She's the one I call when I'm crying over stupid things. She's not afraid to tell me to straighten up, after listening to me of course. She's also the one I turn to for relationship questions (especially now that I'm in a serious relationship where I actually feel I NEED advice) and how to manage this whole "sharing" thing with Alex. She is a strong woman and I wish I could be around her more often..and I'm hoping that changes one day soon. My mom has always been the type to choose her battles and has never been one (or so I thought) to really put her foot down and stand up for herself. I see now that she has always put her foot down and stood her ground, she just does it in a way that most people don't notice. I love my Mom to death and am looking forward to spending some time with her in December. I love you, Mom!
Here's one of the very few more "recent" pictures of my Mom and I. We went to a Royals baseball game when I visited home last July.Next up is my Dad. My Dad's name is Jim. He is a lot like me in the loud mouth and crazy mind aspect. I figure I get that from him. He's always been someone I can count on, even if a lot of times I don't feel like I can. My Dad has always been the type of Dad to let me make my own mistakes so that I could learn from them. I think the mixture of my Mom's parenting skills, and my Dad's, has made me a good kid. Yes, I've had my fair share of issues, but like my Mom, my Dad has and never will judge me. My Dad has been through a lot in his day, and I appreciate that he has always been a good Dad, even though he's had his struggles. I love that we always had dinner nights, where we would cook and eat dinner together while watching some random TV show. He makes me laugh a lot because he's so goofy and really knows how NOT to take life too seriously. We always had One Tree Hill night when I was in High School. We would cook Tuna Helper and tune in to the teen drama. Yes, everyone, my Dad watches teen dramas. I think he gets a kick out of all the pretty girls. He likes young ones, ha ha. I mothered my Dad a lot, because I always worry about him. He has some health issues that I feel like he should keep on more often than he does. I know he gets annoyed when I "babysit" him but I'm protective of my Dad, especially seeing what all he's been through. My dad is quite the character. I can't wait to see him when I go back to Utah. I love him oh so much!
I don't have all my pictures out here in Hawaii with me, so I have to settle with a picture of my Dad with my sister. All the ones of him and I together are back home. He always makes goofy faces, so most all pictures I have of him look like this. I miss him!Last but not least is my step dad, Troy. I consider him one of my parents, obviously, because he IS. He stepped up and took on the role of parenting a then 5 year old me, even though he didn't have to. I relate to him a lot more now that I'm in a similar position as he was. He was a good Dad to me, especially when my Dad was in a position where he couldn't be there for me as much as I needed. I won't go into all that because I'm not one to air my family's dirty laundry. Anyway, he's been amazing. Yes, him and I have butted heads more times than not. A lot more when I was younger. Him and I have the same stubborn, bull headed personality, which a lot of times clashes. Aside from the head butting, we usually get along great. We are both sarcastic and a little bit on the rude side. Ha ha. It works for us! We share a common love of shoes (mostly tennis shoes. He's an addict to anything athletic). He always worries about me growing up and a lot of times doesn't like it much. He's definitely a Dad. I miss him a lot too and wish he was coming to Hawaii in December with my Mom, but he's been stationed here in Hawaii before, and never wants to come back. That speaks volumes of this place!!!
This is my step dad Troy and my little brother. Again, I don't have all my pictures here in Hawaii, so this is the only picture I had. I miss them both!!! And of course I miss baseball games, too! :)That sums up my parent day. It was rambling, so I apologize. I'm very family oriented and I love all of them. I didn't think I would have room to list my someday-to-be in laws, so I'll be sure to list them on their own special blog.
Love all you family out there!!
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