Once again I find myself firmly entrenched in the daily grind of motherhood. In 2 short days I've done 6 loads of laundry, cooked 3 meals (not including cold cereal breakfasts or PB&J's), mopped the kitchen floor, ran the dishwasher 3 times, vacuumed, cleaned 3 bathrooms, and other assorted tasks.
While I am confident that my hubby managed the household and the children quite well while I was away, it was in the midst of sorting laundry that I found out why I am truly needed around here.
Without my guidance, my children's wardrobe choices were...how can I say it?...not good. In fact, it appears that they were abysmal. As I sorted the remains of their outfits from the previous week, I couldn't find any two items that I would have confidently put together. I began to wonder if it would be in bad taste to send my 3 children to school this week with notes pinned to their clothes letting everyone know that I've been out of town!
But I won't. They were alive and well and...happy. For 5 whole days they were in complete control of their individual styles. And they loved it, sincerely. So, if that means that Ellie wore her shirt backwards for a whole day, who am I to question?
I'm the mom, that's who! Buckle up, girls...the days of freedom are over!
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I have had to go to California 3 time within the last 8 months, leaving my children home with their dad. They were in school for one of those trips. I tried to teach Joe how to do their hair before I left, but the attempt was unsuccessful. I am sure their teachers could tell I was gone just by the fact that they went to school with just brushed through hair for a week. Luckily, we pick out outfits for the week each Sunday night, so their clothes at least matched.
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