Sunday, December 11, 2005
"Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?"
I think what Robert Browning meant to say is, "a mom's reach should exceed her grasp."
At least, that's the way I'm living this weekend.
Let me just say, that the next time I think it's a good idea to bake Christmas cookies with three two-year-olds, the Bee, and a three-year-old, without an adult-to-child ration of 1:1, just shoot me in the head and go on with your life.
I'll point out that the children who were not my own progeny were lovely and cooperative. My children, however, were (understandably) stressed about having to share all their toys and acted like wild animals protecting their turf. As did I. Sorry, Suzanne, for all the chaos.
On the positive side, we made many cookies, and only dropped one cookie-tray-full. The kids did have cute moments together, when the Potato wasn't screaming in outrage ('mine!'), and the Bee wasn't jumping on the couch. My niece, the Butterfly, enjoyed the Sit N Spin (why is it that I can only find the Simon Says Sit N Spin? did they stop making the other kind?). And at the end of the day, my house is really no messier than it was two days ago...
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