I have a threenager and a seven year old, both boys. They fight – A LOT. They’re also sweet and loving at times, they share toys most days, and they protect each other. Did I mention they fight a lot, though?
Life sometimes moves fast, but this fall has been… just, WHOA.
I asked my husband this week, “In our entire 18 plus years together, have you ever felt this busy before? I mean, can you really remember a time in our lives when we had this many demands on us – had this much crammed into our schedules and our daily lives?” He glanced over nonchalantly and said….”I don’t feel that busy, really.” And he meant it. And my jaw dropped.
Well she did it, folks! My mom retired from the Postal Service after almost 38 years. Did she retire to sip leisurely from tropical drinks on the beaches of Florida? Well, no. In fact, she starts her new job next week… teaching preschoolers (insert shudder here).
We are on day two of summer break… MAY DAY! MAY DAY! Morse code… send in reinforcements!
I used to pride myself and question (yes, judge) the thought processes of those moms who were like “Ugh, summer break! What am I gonna do with these kids all day?!” Didn’t they WANT more time with their precious angels? Wouldn’t they thoroughly enjoy every extra second of quality time with their young children before their young children grew into teenagers who didn’t want to spend time with them?! Psshhh…
And then I had kids of my own.
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