Friday, August 29, 2014

Friday Letters




Dear Children, you have settled into your school routine pretty well, you even get up and ready on your own. So far. Homework has been manageable, so far. As you grow older life just gets busier and busier and still I wish I could provide more for you. And I have been taking naps, it's my new thing. Dear Painting, there is no way I could ever add up the hours of my life that my sisters and I have spent painting. And not on the canvas kind. Painting houses ect ect ect. After soooo many moves I became extremely burnt out with the whole thing. My kids miss our chalk board door though. Finally after a year and a half I am going to paint the door. Yep. We will see how it goes. Dear Not Me, "Not Me" spilled a whole thing of baby powder in the bathroom sink, clogging the drain. And then all the other "not me's" have spread it all over the counter. I imagine it fell out of the mirror cabinet thingy into the sink. Why do we even have baby powder? Oh. Maybe it's cause all the "not me" kids are acting like toddlers when it comes to cleaning up ANYTHING in this house. Dear Awesome, sitting next to an older lady that I had never met at church and he asking me if I am visiting from the college ward, cause I'm just so young. Her eyesight must be failing her, but it may have been the highlight of my week. Dear Mosquito, you have returned. I believe the entire purpose of your lifespan is to see how much of my blood you can steal. My face and my neck though? Not Cool. Dear Will, thank you for the time you spent with the kids this week. Helping Kade fix his bike, pushing Hazel on the swing, watching Avary's gymnastics, and listening to Hailey go on and on and on. Dear Self, I have too many serious things going on in my head and in my life. Some days are so dang hard when I feel the gravity of it all. It doesn't help that I struggle with the fuzzy lines of false hope/positive outlook. There are times when reality smacks you hard and it hurts. You know what I'm grateful for? Prayer. Scripture. And I would like a vacation all by myself without having to worry about anything else. Do those exist? I'll take a maid and cook with that also.