With 4 kids, rarely a day goes by without a “facebook-able” moment or comment from one of my kids.
Our. House. Is. A. Circus.
My husband and I are naturally goofy people, so naturally we’ve raised four goofball kids!
We are youth pastors at our church and were there early on Wednesday to prepare for service. My 3 year old daughter is potty training and being the prepared, awesome mom that I am, packed an extra set of panties. I mean really, I should get paid for being so ready! She’s in one of the youth rooms and it is time for her to go to the nursery. I was fixing her plate of dinner as one of the youths were gathering her and her baby sister up to leave. She stepped in the door with pants that were soaked to the ankles. I was ready with panties….but not pants. So what do I do? Strip her down, wipe her off, put on a clean pair of undies and push her out the door. Awesome. I should get paid for this….
After church was over, I see her running down the hall, half naked, happy as a clam, with a blanket tied around her neck like a superhero. Not only did the nursery worker not think a thing of her nakedness, but she accessorized it! This says 2 things…
1, we have amazing nursery workers, and
2, they must be used to my imperfectness!
I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer,
and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ,
walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman
and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God…
just living the dream.