Sometimes you feel like life is on repeat. Get up, go to work, come home, mom stuff, wife stuff, sleep, repeat.
And there are many blessings in that life.
Like your toddler twins repeatedly bringing you random pieces of paper saying “Happy Mother’s Day mom, here’s your card.” And your 7 year old bringing a belated card with a stone glued to it saying “Mom you Rock!” And your 12 year old who still hugs and kisses you and says “I love you, mommy.”
But now and then, you get a message saying “Come out and play with your fronds!”
So I went!