Motherhood. It’s the craziest thing I know. I bring these 3 little bundles into this daunting world. Then I’m expected to care for them. That’s almost insane. Two very distinct situations happened with my 5 year old today. He went down to the pantry area in the garage to get cereal. He came up and…
When Unperfect Days End with Perfect Moments
As I sit here my three children, ages 11, 9 and 5 shooed me away from the kitchen after dinner. Leave the mess. They told me to go. Go to take a nap. Go read a book. Not as easy as it sounds. I don’t quite trust their ‘cleaning up’ methods without any supervision. But…