Hanging With MY Young 2 Boyfriend (s)


I LOVE spending time with MY young two boyfriends…. They make me laugh…. make me cry… make me OVER SPEND….they are always hungry…..always want something…..think they need everything…..like to touch me and hug me until I can’t breath….. and you know what???? 

I SIMPLY LOVE IT – I am NOT a cougar ……..I do not like or have ” a thing ” for younger men but the 2 that are in MY LIFE has basically CHANGED MY LIFE….. You cannot help who you love right??? Well I LOVE THEM to pieces! LOL


My two YOUNG BOYFRIENDS are my two sons!! LOL The oldest is 20 and the baby is 11 and they are BOTH can be a spoiled, irritating mess! They are my loves and would NOT trade them for anything in the world…. even when they drive me CRAZY.

The relationship between mothers and sons is unique in many ways……Sons indeed are special.

Constantly nurtured in love, frequently this relationship defines young sons that will become and serves as a reservoir from which he later may draw memories and affection that will guide him as a husband and father. Okay did that make sense or too overboard?? Sigmund Freud type stuff? LOL

From the warmth and security a boy experiences with his mother, he gains confidence and learns about loving and accepting others, listening and expressing his own ideas and feelings, and exploring the world in which he lives.

The things he learns from his mother will highly influence the kind of relationships he will have someday with his own wife and children. Indeed, this rich relationship will define him in many ways throughout his life.

I said all of that to say…… Spending time with your kids….. is very important…… I love on MY YOUNG BOYFRIENDS so that they know that I will always be there for them and God shall continue to form our bonds in the loving – caring – God centered  way.


Remembering –

Remembering when life was sooooooooooooo simplistic

Remembering when I would sit on my friend’s porch until 2 am and my parents knew where I was and it was ok

Remembering when my father would cook out and all the neighborhood kids would come because my dad fed EVERYBODY

Remembering when my mom and dad would have competitions in the kitchen seeing who was the better cook

Remembering when my father used to sneak and give me coffee every Saturday and Sunday morning

Remembering when my father would wake me up to get something to eat and remind me of the ice cream truck coming

Remember when my mother would fall asleep at the table on top of her books from studying via Nursing School

Remembering when I would comb my Big Mom‘s ( grandmother ) hair and braid it

Remembering when I stole my brother’s bike when we were kids and I crashed into a pole because I didnt know the brakes were broke

Remembering when we prayed all the time and I did not understand the real significance of what it would do for my life

Remembering when I found out that my parents were really Santa Clause and Mrs Clause ( I cried for 3 months )

Remembering when I used to be mean to my oldest sister just because my middle brother told me to ( that was so mean )

Remembering when I used to like a boy for like 6 years and he wouldnt talk to me ( he was scared of my dad)

Remembering how close my family used to be from childhood til my father passed ( uggghhh! )

Remembering how I felt God at church and I wanted to get closer to Him

Remembering how God was reverenced in the house of God ( church is not like that today – unfortunately )

Remembering baby dolls looking like they were sad because I was coloring their face with markers and crayons ( LOL )

Remembering punisshments because I did things just to see if I would get in trouble since I was my Dad’s favorite ( made me stop )

Remembering how I never really wanted to grow up and age past 25 because going beyond those years meant real responsibility

Remembering how stingy my oldest brother always was, been and stayed throughout his life but wanted and needed so much love himself

Remembering how my father was a stickler on all of us as kids would master mathematics and be interested in all subjects in school

Remembering how my father taught me about politics and the stock market as early as middle school

Remembering how my mother made everything alright

Remembering how my baby sister was always so kind, loving and exceptionally smart

Remembering how my middle brother always seemed to desire attention or popularity

Remembering how I wish that I was the only girl in my family or had a bigger family at least

Remembering how my mom and dad would argue but I never knew how deep their arguments or problems may have been ( Im grateful )

I am just remembering my childhood til my days of my late 20’s because things were so much more peaceful – loving – I could see clear but even when things were a little weird….things ALWAYS got worked out! LOL Things are well now – I am more wiser and I am so grateful for the things that The Lord has allowed me to experience… even the things that I felt that were bad, actually were good and usually when we are in situations we cannot see but thank goodness for the Holy Spirit leading and guiding the way. I look forward to my progressive future but there were some GREAT THINGS that transpired in my past! Family is such a HUGE piece of it – starting with my daddy!