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| The girls eating carrots from our garden, in my bed! |
I love my kids but I would really like to be able to take a shower without them standing there and watching me the whole time.
I love my kids but I would really like to take just one bath without them climbing in the tub.
I love my kids but I would really like to be able to cook a meal without burning myself because I am being hit with a dishtowel, having my clothing pulled on or asked to do ten things at once.
I love my kids but I would love to be able to get them dressed on time, so that I can get dressed on time, so that I don't have to leave the house a wet head all the time.
I love my kids but I would really love it if they just did what I asked the first time.
I love my kids but I would really love it if they just did what I asked by the third time.
I love my kids but I would really love it if they just did what said ever.
I love my kids but I would love it if they didn't climb on the massage table (when I was being treated for an arm injury) and try to ride me like a horse and pull off the sheets.
I love my kids but I would really love to be able to use the bathroom with being stared at, asked to read a book, answer a question, put on someone's socks or deal with a 5 year old yelling outside the door.
I love my kids but I would really like to make a phone call, just one phone call, without a symphony of yelling or requests, the minute I press dial.
I love my kids but I would really love it if I could go out for mama time without crying and begging to go too.
I love my kids but I would really love it if they didn't tear up the living room five minutes after I spent an hour organizing things.
I love my kids but I would love it if they would let me sleep in late one morning (and not call for me to come and get them out of bed.)
I love my kids and there really is no but about that. And I know that one day, these things shall pass.
(and then it'll be a whole set of new things!)
