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Positive Word of the Day

Awesome -
adjective
1.
inspiring awe: an awesome sight.
2.
showing or characterized by awe.
3.
Slang. very impressive: That new white convertible is totally awesome.

I use this word quite a bit. I love it! I don't know if it's the "aaaaw" part of it that I love or the "some" but it is a great word! You can use it when your child does pretty much anything that's impressive. You can tell your brother he's awesome because he just is awesome. You can tell your sister she's awesome because she puked her guts out, and it's awesome because she's pregnant. You can tell your husband he's awesome because he cooks alot and takes care of you. You can tell your friends their awesome because they put up with you and that is totally awesome. You can tell your baby she's awesome because she puts up with alot of doctor appointments and people looking at her butt. You can tell your almost two year old she's awesome because she's starting to pee on the potty. You can tell your 3 year old he's awesome because he did awesome at his preschool screening.

You can tell your mom she's awesome because she took your baby for a few hours so you could spend time with your other children. You can tell your Dad he's awesome because he watched all of your kids for an hour and a half...all by himself. Awesome.

Anyway, there are many ways of using the word awesome. See how many times you can tell someone how AWESOME they are today!

Comments

Kristen said…
Your dad, all by himself? WOW that is AWESOME :)

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