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Simple Joys

The other day, I was wondering aloud why I turn into a crazy person around 5pm each day. (Joe’s helpful response: “I don’t know. I’m not here during the day.”) The so-called witching hour is a real thing, and the two-ish hours from 5-7 every evening feel like the last stretch of a marathon. Or so I hear, because I don’t hate myself enough to run for 26.2 miles. Anyway, none of us are usually at our best at that time, and there’s a good chance someone will end up in timeout or in tears, if not both. It’s hard to see past the exhaustion and frustration (HOW many times during one meal do I have to tell someone not to put her fork in her hair?!) to all the sweet moments that are what really keep us going sometimes. Continue reading

momlyf3

It seems that every day, I have a moment where I pause for a second and realize that I’m such a mom. I’ve always been a typical bossy, mother-hen type of oldest child, (as my brother reminded me every time he sarcastically called me ‘Mom’ since we were little kids), but now it’s really sinking in. I sometimes wonder exactly how I got to this point in my life. I’m not complaining–just a bit surprised sometimes at how I actually spend my days. Continue reading