Weekends are supposed to be HAPPY, right??? RIGHT???

Since the SKIDS stress all of us out, and there was a forum topic in the past few weeks about "are bios really THAT good/SKs really THAT bad?" Uhhhh, hell yeah!

So let's focus on the good.

Don't be shy. I'll start.

My 17 year old son. Omg. Look at some of my blogs. I copied what he put on Instagram about me, his grandmother and his sister. Such a loving child. And doesn't try to hide it from anyone. Lately, he's been luring me into watching movies, tv shows, whatever with him late at night. I joked with him last night (in front of his girlfriend, nonetheless) that he just enjoyed the one-on-one time with me. He didn't deny it, and actually hugged me. He is in his second semester of college, and doing incredibly well. He will hustle a dollar wherever he can (and I mean legally). My best friend that has just left her abusive marriage of 20 years has moved in next door to us, and her three children adore him. He helps me keep them entertained and happy while they and their mother are trying to adjust. He has amazing friends and is able to maintain deep friendships. He loves, loves, loves his grandmother. Just such a big heart. Sometimes, he'll sing "Wagon Wheel" and dance with me, which makes me want to cry every time.

My middle child, my 15 year old son, is the smartest damn person I've ever known. He has skipped a grade, and is still ranked #1 in his class with a 4.5+ GPA. He's competing right now to get into the BEST public high school in our state. If he can achieve this, he will have a free ride to almost any college. He acts like an 80-year old man. Needs his sleep, spews wisdom, and if I don't discipline his little sister quickly enough, he's going to beat me to the punch. He's not as forgiving as my oldest, because he expects excellence from everyone, but that drives me to be the best I can be for him. He is always on the lookout for a cause to support, and during Christmas of 2012, he had a classmate whose father died a few weeks prior to the holidays. He started a drive to get presents for his classmate, and his mother. The family was poor even before the father died. It broke his heart. We share a love of literature, and dry humor, as well as trivia. He's promised me since he was four years old that he was going to let me live with him when I get old, and he's going to do my grocery shopping for me. He and his brother are both responsible in getting themselves up in the morning, and getting ready on their own. Which probably impresses me more since my sister has a 27-year old that was in the Marines who STILL lives at home and won't find a job, and even when he does have a job for a week or two, she has to repeatedly yell at him to wake up and get ready. Ugh.

Ohhhhhh, my baby girl. 11 years old, and the most beautiful personality. She loves to hug and snuggle. Can't be unkind to anyone. She is quickly developing her individuality. Her taste in music confuses me (I prefer to listen to 1D with her, but she's gone on to "deeper" bands). She's very interested in religion although I haven't pushed it on her. If she sees a sad story on the news, or reads something online about someone in distress, she will be in tears. I have recently came back in contact with a high school friend that has been diagnosed with end-stage liver disease (and he has NEVER had a drop of alcohol). She has adopted him, and constantly encourages me to invite him over to watch movies, have dinner or play PS4 with her. Many of her friends are already "mouthy" with their parents, but she can only speak kindly. If she said something to hurt me, her father, her brothers, friends, ANYONE, it would crush her.

Now, GO! Tell me about your kids! I'm done worrying about the steps for a while!