Ever have one of those days where you wake up to poo? Literally?
Very clogged kitchen sink, questionable toilet and a poopy diaper. All before my first cup of coffee.
Sheesh.
And no, this isn't very pretty talk. But this blog addresses the good, the bad and the ugly. Every day ain't a Hallmark commercial when you are raising little people, no matter how you may want to spin it.
But then Walks With Purpose joined me in the car on the way to her preschool and she begged me to roll her window down and turn the music "wowder and wowder, mom".
I'm beginning to think this child is most like me-she definitely has my sweet tooth, she is like a dog in the car with her face hanging out the window and she likes her music loud and on all the time.
Even when she strips naked as she did yesterday and streaks around my backyard, I adore her.
Yesterday she and her big Sis and 'Bro watched the cows. And gave each other rides in Daddy's mower trailer that required helmets. And ate snacks in the fort.
And played until the sun set and dinner was ready.
And it was all good.
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