Week of Money: Where Babiest Stuffie becomes a Dust Inspector

DAY ONE

8:25 p.m. — Babiest Stuffie becomes an Inspector. And Little Bun had him ‘diving’ into the dust to clean it up.

Then after all of that:

DAY TWO

7:16 p.m. — I just finally finished a day of hellish calls and I went to go lay on the floor in peace

DAY THREE

5:15 p.m. — This made me laugh so much.

6:25 p.m. — At night, we are so proud of ourselves. We solved The Mini from the NYT in record time!

Every night, we do these games in this order:

• Wordle
• Spelling Bee
• The Mini

We have never missed a Wordle yet, 100% success rate, and Spelling Bee, we always make it to the part where they cut us off and we are unable to continue without paying for a subscription.

As for The Mini, I LOVE these. They are short, easy to do, and still interesting.

DAY FOUR

5:17 p.m. — We do Brain Quest at night, my friend bought it for Little Bun:

Then I get this sweet message!!! My wealth building spreadsheet is here.

DAY FIVE

10:15 a.m. — Out of the blue he asks me:

He’s also proud of who he is, and thinks he’s very cute and an excellent model (for my jewellery but also pictures) he isn’t self conscious about photos, I wanted to be sure, I would NEVER say to him that I didn’t like photos, I did not think I looked good, or felt too tired or shy for one, because it makes me sad when people do this. Their children absorb that attitude and then grow up to avoid having their pictures taken, feeling self-conscious or shy that they don’t look THEIR BEST today.

I have a niece like this, and because her mother and her grandmother do not like photos, or feel shy in them, she has also picked this up at a super young age, and refused to have her photo taken because she saw how much her mother and grandmother didn’t like it. Which I find sad, because you don’t have a moment in time to look back on.

But what kills me, is that it’s real life. It’s reality being captured, and even if your face was breaking out, or you feel like you don’t feel your best, it is what life really was like at that moment, which for me is far more important than looking perfect.

It is why I do not care if I leave the house without makeup or looking my best. I just smear on SPF, and that is all I care about. The rest, it is me. It is who I am, and I am not someone who feels like she cannot have anyone see her for who she is, flaws and all.

THAT, is the attitude I wanted Little Bun to grow up with. Good, healthy, self-confidence that he is not his face, or his perfectness. He is and should be who he is, and confident in that.

DAY SIX

9:40 a.m. — I went on the metro, and I LOVED that this woman’s Roots bag was so incredibly beat up and used. It shows how much someone loves an item, and uses it often. It is clearly functional, useful, and well-loved.

DAY SEVEN

2:55 p.m. — I make oat milk. My recipe is here.

3:40 p.m. — Then I froth up a cup with my Aerocino (I got it secondhand off eBay)

It is such a great, hot drink. The oat has a natural sweetness to it, which I really enjoy.

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