My days are a little weird, but kind of fun. Two kids don't like cheese; the other two insist on a slice of cheddar on their turkey sandwiches. One kid loves competition; one kids avoids team sports at all costs; the youngest just want to roam free and play without any structure. They all have long hair, but each has a favorite hairstyle. No ponytails for one, only ponytails for another, french braid for a third, and I'm not allowed to touch the head of the fourth kid—she'll comb her own hair, thank you very much.
My husband's elderly aunt visited our home a few years ago. The twins were toddlers. The older girls were messy and clueless, forgetting to shut the door as they ran in and out, in and out. The house was loud and crazy. She loved it. Her husband passed long ago, and she's lived longer as a widow than as a married woman. Her own children are middle-aged, married with grown children of their own. She told me to enjoy it while I've got it.
Dinner last night: ham-potato bake
Exactly two years ago:
Such wonderful advice. This time is fleeting yet when you are in it
it doesn't feel that way at all!
Love your down to earth perspective and appreciation for what you have.
Indeed, keep enjoying. It's over before you know it.
Of course, grown-up kids are pretty special, too.
I love noisy houses with kids running all over the place. Because I don't have that and it's fun to see and be part of. And then I get to go home to where it's quiet. ;-)
I have enjoyed every moment of motherhood. What a wonderful journey and what a smart woman.
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