Jayden’s Minion Party

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Found the yellow version of these precious marshmallows on Pinterest. We decided to do “bad guy minions” from the second movie too and used cotton candy as their hair. The rest consists of marshmallows, melting chocolate, candy eyes, frosting, and fruit roll ups for the pants.

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Googled “minion printables” and found these. I typed the labels on them and printed them on cardstock.

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The Positives

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New Year’s Eve seems like such an appropriate time to finally get this out. A relationship ended for good in 2013 and that sucks. It always does in some way. There’s really no getting around that. But there are SO many things I learned and experienced throughout this year that I wouldn’t have if I’d still been a part of that bad situation. I’m so grateful for them all.

I wouldn’t have stayed quite so late at night in Clack and I wouldn’t have the amazing memories with some of THE best people I’ve ever met.

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I wouldn’t have had the hurt to draw from for my artwork and senior show.

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I probably wouldn’t be as close to Mal!

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I probably would have seen Taylor in Detroit…

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…but not Chicago.

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…and not Nashville! NASHVILLE!!!

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We might not have gotten our precious princess Penny.

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And I KNOW we wouldn’t have gotten Charlie.

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I wouldn’t have had the BEST trip to Kalahari thus far. Which means I wouldn’t have these great photos.

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I wouldn’t have my perfect new car! ❤

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Which taught me that I can accomplish things all by myself.

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I found out who is going to stick by me no matter what and who’s going to dip out.

I learned I’m a better mother when I’m a happy mother.

I learned how to love the right way. Not the desperate, unhealthy, need them to make you feel worthy of anything good kind of way…but the caring, only want them to be happy, bow down gracefully and fade into the background if it’s not what they want kind of way.

And I learned how to move on. I learned there’s no right way or wrong way to do it, there’s no time frame. It doesn’t matter how quickly you’re able to or if the hurt drags on for years. What matters is that you do it. 2013 was the worst and greatest year and it was miserable and magical ;).