Crazy: The guy that side swipes your mirror when you’re sitting at a stop light but just keeps on driving, and then when you finally chase him down acts like you’re the nut.
Gross: The moment you finish folding a week’s worth of clothing and realize you’ve only folded one pair of underwear for one of your children.
(I always thought parental concern about ambulance drivers finding you in clean underwear was totally misplaced. I now realize that some kids really do run around in week-old underwear. And one of them is my own.)
Priceless: When your five year old has been struggling for ages to understand why we’re never in tomorrow, and then, one day, you tell her that she gets to play soccer tomorrow, and she finally yells in frustration, “But dare’s nevuh a tomowoh!”
Trouble: When you get an email from the vice principle stating that your children have been tardy too many times. And it’s only the sixth week of school.
True love: When you’ve gone slightly crazy trying to get the kids off to school ten minutes earlier than usual (see #4) while working around last night’s dinner dishes, your hubby steps in to clean up the mess, and is still washing dishes when you get home fifteen minutes later.
Excitement: Seeing the cover of your book for the first time, and loving it.
Great reading: The Rosary: The Prayer That Saved My Life by Imaculee Ilibigaza.
(A survivor of the Rwandan genocide, the story she shares of the graces and miracles she experienced through praying the Rosary during three months of confinement, hiding from blood thirsty maniacs. If you’re not already a Rosary person, you will be after reading this. If you are a Rosary person, you’ll be more committed to it than ever.)
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