HOME MADE PLAYDOH
A dining room/school room that is all decorated for the fall and back in order after a morning of Math, English and Crafts.
Creative turkey hands and feet neatly displayed on the wall and sized from oldest to youngest.
Perfect isn't it? Creative, loving and wonderful isn't it? The thoughts that come to mind are nurturing, loving, warm, giggles, fun and creativity.
MY Reality included asking my husband to finish helping Erin with her language before I yelled at her, getting frustrated that Peyton once again decided peeing on the living room carpet was a better idea than running to the toilet, and me saying some choice words when I spilled cream inside the fridge while the 20 flies I just 'killed' came back to life after playing dead just to taunt me. Really...I swear they just play dead.
But you would never know it by looking around the house now. The girls are playing nicely, Audrey is sleeping in the sling on me, Peyton is napping and the house is once again tidy. The playdoh and muffins are ready to be consumed and played with (no doubt Peyton will mix up which to do what with) , and I feel great now that I've had the chance to put my feet up and visit with the midwife (who just came for a home visit).
Ah the EBB and Flow of motherhood and homeschooling multiple children. Amazing how one minute I find myself questioning my position in life and the next minute embracing it.