Seriously...

Why on earth (ok, and also how on earth!?) do people have a lot of kids? No offense Grandma Johns, Sarah, Tiffany and the rest of you, but I think I was really only cut out to have 2. Maybe not even that. Today is one of those days when I question of I can really handle what God's given me. Ok, I can and do handle it, but sometimes I feel like it's not handled very gracefully. Today, I have 3 sick boys - 2 little ones and a big one. This is what this afternoon looked like. Meekin was in the carrier, but Henry wanted to be in the carrier when he woke up and looked like death warmed over. So we switched and Meekin was happy for a few minutes but was then screaming that he wanted to be held, so I had both. Then there was, 'Mommy, he's touching me!!' over and over and over. Geez, I thought we'd save those conversations for the car and maybe in a few years. I'm thrilled to go ahead and listen to it now. At least when it starts in the car, I'll have plenty of practice.