One night recently the family was hanging out at home. I was making some pizza in the kitchen,
Jeff, Lo and friend were watching Trace Adkins on a TV concert special.
I am not and never will be a country music fan. Ok, maybe I like some....
This song came on, and I almost immediately started to cry.
Because it takes all of nothing to make me cry.
I had flashbacks at the girls being typical toddlers and driving me nuts.
The days when I thought I would pull out all my hair trying to get them down for a nap.
Oh, in hindsight those were the good ol' days. Really, it goes by Way too fast.
I wish I enjoyed the ride a bit more...
October 05, 2008
Trace Adkins - You're Gonna Miss This
I am going thro that phase in my life where I want to be 13 again!
ReplyDeleteI love Trace Adkins
This is a beautiful song and video, i absolutely love country music. It's so easy to get caught up planning for the future and forget to just enjoy right now...
ReplyDeleteHave you ever read the article entitled, "No More Oatmeal Kisses?" In case you haven't, I'll cut and paste it. It's even worse than that song! I keep it taped to the fridge and read it almost every, single time I feel overwhelmed.
ReplyDeleteNo More Oatmeal Kisses
By: Erma Bombeck
A young mother writes:
"The baby is teething--the children are fighting. My husband just called and said to eat dinner without him. I fell off my diet. Lay it on me again, will you?"
Okay, one of these days you'll shout, "Why don't you grow up and act your age!" and they will, or "You guys get outside and find yourselves something to do...and don't slam the door!"...and they won't.
You'll straighten up their rooms neat and tidy...bumper stickers discarded...spreads tucked and smooth ... toys displayed on the shelves...hangers in the closet...animals caged, and you'll say outloud: "Now I want it to stay that way!" And it will.
You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't been picked to death and a cake with no finger traces in it and you'll say, "Now there's a meal for a company." And you'll eat it alone.
You'll say, "I want complete privacy on the phone. No dancing around, no pantomimes, no demolition crews. Silence! Do you hear?" And you'll have it.
No more plastic tablecloths stained with spaghetti, no more anxious nights under a vaporizer tent, no more dandelion bouquets, no more iron-on patches, or knotted shoestrings.
Imagine: a lipstick with a point, no babysitter for New Year's Eve, washing clothes only once a week. No P.T.A. meetings, carpools, blaring radios.
No Christmas presents out of toothpicks and paste.
No more wet oatmeal kisses.
No more toothfairy giggles in the dark, or knees to heal.
Only a voice crying out, "Why don't you grow up?"
...and the silence echoing,"I did."
BF-That is fantastic. It is already starting to ring true for me...oh, to go back and start over again!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
I have always love Erma Bombeck, what a funny lady she was.
There is another country song that always makes me cry - The Good Stuff by Kenny Chesney
ReplyDeleteThank you for that!!!! (sniff ;-)
ReplyDeleteMy two are four and almost six years old, and even though they make me NUTS (lol), the years are flying by waaaay too fast...
sent the link for the video to my duaghter who is living in england. it made me 'sniff'. she loved it.
ReplyDeletethanks :-)