erratic ramblings of one mama to four crazy kids zipping her way through life in the country filled with children, chickens, barn building-while coming to terms with the fact that life is far from perfect.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Oh boy
I
am
out
numbered
At this stage in the game, I now know for certain that I play MUCH better man-to-man than zone. It's a painful realization.
You made my night with this. My day started with tears and I was bound and determined not to end it with tears. (my own!) Being outnumbered is far more difficult than I preconceived (no pun intended). it's these labor-intensive years... the young ones. You execute it all with such grace.
You made my night with this. My day started with tears and I was bound and determined not to end it with tears. (my own!) Being outnumbered is far more difficult than I preconceived (no pun intended). it's these labor-intensive years... the young ones.
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