Life as a Crazy Parent of a Lot of Children

I was thinking about how most days are just one of those days. Like Monday for example. I was in the car for 6 hours. I left my house at 1 to pick up oldest daughter from HS then drove over to her cheer gym to clean. Then 25 min drive out to other kid's school to pick up. Then home to grab clothes and snacks while most kids stayed in car. Then picked up girl we are car pooling with and drove 25 min. back to the gym to drop off cheer girls. Then another 35 min. up north for counseling. Then over to Costco to pick up groceries and then 25 min back home. We didn't get home until 7 and then there was dinner to make and homework to do with the kids. Late night up getting all of that done and then Tuesday was more of the same. Even when you do your best to do everything right sometimes the whole day is just stinky.

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Anonymous said…

Hey Miss Becky...this is a voice from way back in your past to share a thought.

At age 42, I've learned that it doesn't matter what the outside of me looks like. What matters most are two things:

1. That those who matter most to me love me 'as is' (they do), and,

2. I can love myself 'as is' (most days, I can).

Life is short. Enjoy the spatula pie while you can!

(have you figured out who this is yet)?

8/04/2008 10:51 AM

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