Change is good...unless it's bad
On Monday my life will change in a dramatic and drastic way. On Monday I will send my three big helpers off to school at the crack of dawn and face the rest of the day alone with two young children. I know I've done this before; this whole stay home with little kids thing. The problem is, I can't remember what it was like. Couple this with the fact that I am growing rounder, slower, and more tired by the minute these days, and I'm sure I'm going to face an extreme lowering of standards in terms of what gets accomplished each day. It should be interesting. I mean, who is going to clean the breakfast dishes? Or rotate laundry when the garage feels too far away? Or who will get toys down for the little girls or read them a story while I finish working on my Young Women lesson? What about the grocery shopping and the doctor visits...do they have to go too, now? I am a little nervous. I remember in the old days I had a lot of friends with young...