Crying child, barking dog and a tired mommy

The irony in this post is so darn funny, as I’m sitting here listening to our youngest cry, our dog out front barking at people walking by, I look into our dining room at the things still sitting on the table to be finished sorting and made comment to my hubby when I tagged him in for his turn with the girl, of the toys sitting un-used in a mess at the bottom of the stairs, they only play with so much, or the laundry in piles waiting to be folded… And not to even mention the soccer game of our oldest, poor kid is too much his mom when it comes to sports and doesn’t have a competitive bone in his body, unless its with his sister of course.

They seem to know, they can sense the tension when things are off, when something is on mommy’s mind.

And within minutes all is quiet. The dog stops barking. The kids are both now in bed and quiet, for now, hubby comes up with a beer and we get to enjoy a gorgeous sunset.

Yes cherish your life, its not perfect,Β  but really, who’s is? Its not perfect but its mine and tomorrow we get to do it all again πŸ˜‰

Cheers!!!

This one is for you Carl πŸ˜‰

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