Sometimes . . .
*We have dinner on time, and . . .
the kids like it!
*I am completely prepared for homeschool . . .
but don't count on it!
actually. . . . . often.
*I'm on time,
Wait, really??? Um . . . . no. Never.
* My laundry folds itself!!!
In my dreams . . .
*I have a rough day.
And sometimes Barrett is so cute, and Kenny so silly and Lexi so loving that I forget. Or I forget to care. And Carl comes home, the kids clamor over and jump around, he gives me a peck on the lips and we carry on. Because this is life, and it is a good one.