–This is from a blog post I wrote at my old blog, “Confessions of a Homeschool Mom” back in 2006. I thought many of you would enjoy it. Our daughter, Summer is now 9. She doesn’t suck cookie dough off her toes anymore. I’m glad I caught a picture of it.–
“STOP JUMPING ON THE COUCH!”
“I’m not, mama! The couch is bouncing under me!”
And so it goes.
Yesterday I walked into the kitchen just in time to see my newly-turned-three-year-old enjoying the cookie
dough that she had just stepped in… she was licking it off of her toes! Don’t call the sanitation patrol. I’ve got it covered. Believe me, it won’t help.
Fifteen years ago, I would have freaked out but I just handed her a washcloth (after the picture, or course) … and moved to the next crisis.
At least life is never boring, right? What happened? Oh yeah. That. I remember now! And we rather ENJOY it!
It’s not that I’m complaining because I wish my life were different, because I really don’t!
It’s just that sometimes a girl needs to vent. Ya know? Take this post for example. I started writing it three hours ago. Since I sat down to type a “quick” entry, I’ve changed a poopy diaper (remember she’s just now eating cereal so it’s not the picnic it used to be!) , nursed the baby, wiped a teary-eyed face, handed out peanuts to the neighborhood (at least it felt that way) , located the Bob the Builder Bandaids, checked the pot roast, corrected an essay and
answered the phone at least five times.
Sunday afternoon is supposed to be my “time” to goof around while my kids play quietly… reading every volume of their Little House books and
inventing new theories for determining the speed of madagascar beetles.
And now I can’t remember what I wanted to say when I sat down to say it three hours ago.
And—it’s a beautiful way to live.