These were the days -- when we lived under one roof and traveled in one car.
I don't mean to sound like a whiny butt or preacher, but I am not certain it is possible to fully embrace the parenting era we are currently in until it is over. I think parenting is too emotionally demanding to reflect on demand, or in the moment. When I think about raising kids who lived under one roof and traveled in one {sticky} van, I think it required some special skills and techniques that apparently kept me distracted.
Some ignorance -- How could we possibly be doing this parenting job well; we are probably not doing this parenting job well...
Some flow - Does baseball season last forever or does it just feel that way?
Some delusion - We have no business spending our money like this...what the hell, the kids are only young once.
Some faithful grit - These kids are seriously not turning out like we had planned or imagined; well shit maybe they actually are turning out to be decent humans.
Some screaming - Do these kids think I am not serious when I speak?
Charles, Stella & Cooper,
Despite you not reading anything that I write, I love you madly.
XOXO,