Sometimes I have to stop and think about how lucky I am. How lucky I am to have three beautiful, healthy children - each with their own unique personality and spirit. How lucky I am to have a fantastic husband who always thinks about us and appreciates how tough it can be taking care of the little rascals sometimes.
Case in point:
- On Tuesday Chris left before the kids and I because he's taking a course all week. It was the usual morning craziness trying to get the kids dressed and out the door in a timely fashion, so by the time I had everyone packed in the car I was just happy that we weren't going to be late for Daycare or school drop-offs. About 5 minutes into our drive, I looked over at the passenger seat and noticed that Chris had already put my laptop there, and had my coffee in the van waiting for me.
- Yesterday it was too cold to do anything, so the kids and I stayed home all day. Well when I woke up my back was killing me, and baby number 4 was making it very clear that she was in a partying mood. By 2:15 I was spent, so I went upstairs to lie down with Shannon who woke up from a 45 minute nap - which is definitely not enough! I asked the boys to play quietly downstairs while I went to lie down - to which they said: "no problem Mummy." I came downstairs half an hour later to find my two boys being very quiet and ...... cleaning! Yep, they got some paper towels wet and were busy scrubbing down any surface they could find - how sweet is that. I gave them hugs and told them 'thank you' for being so considerate, to which Aidan responded very sincerely: "Your welcome Mummy." It just melted my heart.
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