Or maybe I'm just feeling lazy...
I have a great post in mind for all the humility I learned this week trying to make a beautiful birthday cake for my sis... but that will require loading pictures up... and swallowing a LOT of pride. I'm not sure I can stomach it.
For now I will just tell you that I had my son call home from school (after school... you know, when I was expecting him home) to tell me that he was doing some activity... I was glad because all kids should be involved... but almost fainted when he finished the phone call with "love ya bye"... I know it's just reflex - it's what I say to them as they walk out that door for school. I know that I'm doomed to be a hugless and smoochless Mom in a few years (my youngest is 6... my days are numbered) but it also felt really good.
As you may know my crossroads dilemma of a few weeks back has ended with me staying home as a full time Mom... planning to take some classes and become a real grown up - you know what... I haven't had a moment of regret. Instead I've had a number of moments of affirmation. M coming off the bus on day one of school - literally running into my arms (wouldn't have traded that for the world). Yesterday's phone call. Even just sitting here typing as my kids mill around the kitchen spreading peanut butter and choosing snacks for their lunches (hello, I'm running out of Ding Dongs already... and who was supposed to buy more Capri Sun?)... even this small moments remind me how blessed I am - how wonderful it is to be here debating whether or not H's cough is bad enough that she should miss school (it's not) and whether or not Po will have to comb his hair before getting on the bus (he will).
Life is good. not always hilarious, but good.