Long weekends are never breaks for most moms. More chaos. More mess. More clutter. More cooking. More cleaning. Less time for mom.
Little hands grow. Silence comes. Scissors will stay in the drawer. Hairbrushes in the bathroom. Pillows tidy on the couch. All those shoes will walk out my door on grown up feet.
What am I so uptight about?
Have a great Labor Day weekend! Life is fleeting. Live it well.
“Mama, will you read to me?”
Gotta’ get off this time-sucking machine and go read The Giving Tree. It’s her favorite.