usually mornings are littered with requests for children to brush their hair, put pants on, wipe down the counters, for the love of all that is good on planet earth please brush your teeth.
but this morning the requests were aimed at me.
nadia, who feels that a brush within 10 feet of her is a special kind of torture, asked me to curl her hair. whoa!
and aidan, who has taken to wearing old school faded sweatpants and would easily pair that with a button up shirt, asked me to help him pick out his clothes.
the fact that i was late already was a very fleeting thought.
that little voice in my head that tries to see the bigger picture screamed, 'take the time".
so a few curls were put in her hair. a pair of pants that actually fit were pulled down from a high up shelf.
i feel sucky at this mothering thing when i am making all of those requests every.single.day.
but today feels good.
2 comments:
You're such a great mother.
Thank you Karen I need to remember to slow down:)
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