a mother's day story...
on mother's day i found myself in a very small bathroom at a chinese restaurant with my 6 year old son and 4 year old daughter. we all had to go. one toilet. typical situation when we go out to eat. 4 year old girl hops on the potty first. 6 year old boy says with lots of little boy attitude, "you should have let mommy go first. it's mother's day, ya know. it's not sister's day!"
when will i get to go pee by myself again on a regular basis?
this year, my kids are 2, 4, 6. this means i am usually outnumbered. i am often overwhelmed. my house is always dirty.
i want to be real, and i also don't want to take any of it for granted.
they are the cutest, funniest, and most forgiving people i know. (include my husband in that list.)
so yeah, life is fun. i'm moving for the second time in less than a year with 3 small kids.
everything is under control. nothing to see here. :-)
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