I actually have 3 kids Monday - Thursday. Our sweet little friend Murphy (Or as Wyatt liks to call him, Murpee-Pie) is like part of our family. I've been watching him for almost a year and a half now. He is the cutest little guy. When my baby grew out of his little infant seat, we basically grew out of our car. Squeezing 3 car seats in the back of my Camry is tricky - to say the least. It's worth the effort when we're going somewhere fun like Farm Country, Hogle Zoo, or even the park. Really not the grocery store. Besides, after I stuff my kids in all crevices of the cart there's no where to stash the goods. (Although, I do love carting 3 tiny kids around and getting funny looks from people. They say things like, "Where are all the rest of them?" Ha ha ha... I tell them they're at school. And to eat my shorts. :)
Also, right after I had Colton, I was asked to be the Cub Master in our area (yes, apparently women can be Cub Masters). There was no prior Cub Master, no Den leaders, or help whatsoever. So Tyson- my dear, my love, my assistant (I'd be a stinking mess without him & his help) and I completely started up an entire cub scout program with 12+ boys, planning weekly den meetings, monthly pack meetings, attending monthly district Round Tables, organizing summer day camp, etc all while carting our 2 year old and 3 month old around with us. Anxiety took on a whole new meaning... wow. But we do totally love it, we have more help now (hopefully a full committee soon:) and we are really are grateful for the opportunities we have to sacrifice and learn so much. And hey, when our boys get into scouting we will be completely familiar with the program and so holy-involved they'll have all their awards before they turn 9! Yehaa!
So, anyway. This is not a complaint, only a little further explanation of why I am trying to make things a little bit simpler at home... And why my bedroom always looks like a tornado struck it with binders, papers, rope, glue & googly-eyes, scout manuals, and awards. Why there are toys in the fridge, marker all over my walls and bed. Why pieces of my nativity (yes, CHRISTMAS nativity) just went through the wash and why my 3 year old has a diaper on his bum and underwear on his head. Mercy.
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Oh Becky, I did not think you were stupid at all from your post. In fact, every time I read your blog or even just see you with your kids, I seriously think... I hope I am as good a mom as Becky is. I have even told CJ that, you can ask him.
You are just an amazing, fun mother. Who cares if your house isn't as organized as others or you have food storage in your bedroom closet. You have been taking care of your kids and watching someone elses child for 1 1/2 years! I hope I am just like you when I grow up!
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