
This post is for my dear sister Tammy. Three kids is tough but its also a great joy. Somedays you get everything on your list done, you feel like super mom, you did it all, the hugging, the stories, the love, you cleaned, you cooked , you taught them something, you had fun, you did errands etc etc and life is grand and then.... there are those days ...you know what days I am talking about... the days when you are ready to scream or pull you're hair out, the house is a mess, you can't seem to catch up, you are overwhelmed, they are talking back , no one is listening or obeying, you feel like a taxi cab running from school , to scouts, to soccer, baseball or whatever (lets not forget the homework)... and you are very ready for your own time out or an escape!!! Well those days come and go its the happy picture perfect moments that carry you through. No one enjoys being behind but once you tackle that big pile of laundry somehow life is beautiful again and you can breathe -you have a sense of accomplishment and you feel like a good mom but as I remind everyone in my household I'm a mother but not the maid!! We ALL need to pitch in to get it all done. I joke with Brandon ..."what if I just showed up at your office grabbed all the papers on the desk and threw them up in the air!" and I did that every day, at some point, you didn't exactly know when but you knew I was coming... well thats life with kids you clean up, they make a mess, they "HELP" you clean up and somehow its a bigger mess.... but ohhh those little "I love you's" and hugs are so worth it! So here's to being the maid everyday!!! ; )
~By the way the clothes in the picture -- the giant pile-- is ALL clean and I still had more in the washer and dryer.Notice it is almost as tall as the washer. And that's only from one angle the rest of the room was a mess too! Luckily my dear husband knew I was overwhelmed and folded it ALL. He is so sweet!

2 comments:
that was a funny hypothetical of you going to brandon's work and throwing all his papers at random - good analogy!
When did you get so wise? You sound just like "my mother"....I didn't/don't want to be the maid either:) Love you lots
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