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Well, I’m not desperate or a housewife.  I am however a bit of a frazzled home maker.  Today I started more laundry (we won’t discuss the three loads in my living room yet to be folded) before work, worked all day, ran errands at four stores, picked up kids, grabbed dinner on the go, and back to school for a parent meeting, and back out for McDonald’s teacher night.  Yikes- I just want a hot bath and enough time and energy to really scrub my kitchen floor (so dirty, you could eat off it).  The point being, I need to let go this expectation of the pristine home while working and babies and life.  I want to do it all but I do many things moderately.  A few balls always get dropped in the daily juggle.  I would love to have time to read more, exercise, even just dye my hair but for now I will settle for clean babies and a knowing that this season will pass.  Just as up all night with newborns, diapers, and high chairs have past and I long for the sweetness of that young babies stage while glossing over the exhaustion and smelly bits.  I am thankful for our blessings that include never-ending laundry, for active kids to chase, and for the opportunity to make this place a home  even if it is a less than perfect one.

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I am fond of creature comforts:  hot showers, climate control, my Keurig.  The stillness of camping with our little tribe of four brought something to surface in me.  I felt a contentment and peace that is very evasive in my life.  For once, the to do list and cleaning and shopping and laundry and work and demands just stopped and I realized that the wonder of God is everywhere if I’ll just be still enough to look.  I am by no means a true “granola” kinda girl but I think our family will be doing more camping.

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odd ball, strange, and weirdo-beirdo kind of day

a person showed me a picture of her new pot-bellied pig during my TEAM evaluation

another person said “scally wag” and “baby daddy” in our meeting while explaining her new engagement but not so finalized divorce- alrighty then

a random, don’t know you from Adam,  guy at the drug store choose to show me a photo of his two-year old “booty dancing” as he put it

then he invited me to visit his pawn/music shop

I smiled and gripped my kids hands tighter and walked quickly to the door

yikesy frikesy!

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