Often times I wonder how in the world I make this life work.
Our finances are messy.
Our days are busy.
We don't eat as well as we should.
The kids argue, a lot.
They run me to death.
They ask a lot of questions.
But at the end of each day I am thankful for them.
No matter the crazy, they keep me grounded.
They make me feel like what I am doing matters.
I worry though...
such a sad state of personality.
I kid I kid.
Clearly we are entertained.
And we have one with food on the brain.