But truly, how many of us are good at just simply saying those two little words? It really is an art, a skill, a mastery. I have spent so many years being beyond horrible and making things incredibly awkward by not responding appropriately : / Not because I don't appreciate a compliment as much as the next but because I never felt that I carried the VALUE of that compliment. With me?
"I love your shirt!" turns into "Oh, this old thing?" or "It doesn't fit right".
"I love that nail color!" turns into "You know, I thought I'd try something new for fall" or "I let me daughter pick it out".
"I love your hair!" turns into "I'm not good at hair" or "I hate my hair"....
Yep. That last one. ALL. ME.
I have gotten compliments on my hair from so many people for so many years. The truth is, I'm NOT "good" at hair and I don't particularly LIKE my hair. It's gotten thinner as I've gotten older, especially after I had baby #2. I spent years with my hair up, training in ballet, that even now, it's almost strange to have my hair down, though, I haven't trained in nearly 2 decades. (My dear friend, Tonja, says "once an athlete, always as athlete". You may not consider ballet very athletic. Take a class, two if you dare, and come back and talk to me.)
I'm working on loving my hair, embracing my insecurities, learning some new tricks and hair styles and when my hair stylist, Katie, says "Have I told you how much I love your hair?", I simply say "Thank you."
Also, have you ever noticed that sometimes your biggest insecurities are something that someone else admires most about you? Maybe it's something physical but maybe it's a skill, an area where you feel like you lack or need improvement, but to someone else, it's an area that you are better than they are. Maybe the very opportunity you have, that sometimes is the cause of your stress or frustration, is something another so desires to have? Next time that you're critical of yourself or feeling increased stress, think about that. Count your blessings and remember to take control of the things that can be, let go of the things that cannot.
Give a compliment and receive them gracefully.
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Weekly update:
THE WONKY DONKEY arrived! We've been waiting for WEEKS for this to come in the mail as we work on rhyming... OKAY. It might have been more because this grandma made this book look irresistible. But we ARE working on rhyming! LOL If you haven't seen the adorable video of the grandma reading this book to her grandson, you should look it up on YouTube HERE. Then purchase the book. Best $7.99 ever!
Andyman got his first hair cut and had some great fun cheering on the boys at practice and making some discoveries :) What is it about those first hair cuts that spur your baby into full on toddler mode?! It's like cutting off time instead of hair! How does it happen? (More on that, later) He was also sure to rep his winning team ;)
Yesterday we made a trip into downtown Jonesboro for a look at the scarecrows and some pumpkin pickin' (with several failed attempts at a successful group picture)... But we all had fun and stopped by to visit The Fig Tree for a treat.
Today we began to bake off and decorate sugar cookies we planned to bring to a friends this weekend for a fall festivity... The baking went fine, the decorating, not so much HAHA Turns out that my fantastic flamingos last year, may have driven some overachiever in me ;) I'll continue the trial tomorrow and keep you all updated on the final outcome of our cookies and royal icing adventures. At least the cookie cutters are pretty. Thank you, Target Dollar Spot!
Lastly, tonight, this guy took his football pads (that we scored at GW!!) to practice and joined the bigger guys for running and drills and was SO STOKED!! He was so proud to be a part of the team and TJ was glowing, to have his baby brother on that field, looking up to him and his team mates. It was a good night :)
I spy, with my little eye, a kind-hearted, rough housing, nature loving boy :)
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