Days are hectic. Someone is always getting accidentally (or not accidentally) poked in the eye. Sometimes it's all I can do to get through the day...
There's homework, and violin practice, and backpacks full of crap I am supposed to look at, and home room mom meetings, and so much freaking laundry I'm pretty sure I need a margarita. And it's 9:42 am.
When you're in it, it can be difficult to appreciate the every day. Because you're wearing the same clothes you wore yesterday. And you're out of tortillas.
And they will only eat tortillas.
I made this little video for us. So that Chris and I can see the good parts too.
Because the old people tell me I will miss this...
And now I will go forth and Carpe the Double Hockey Sticks out of this Diem. This crazy, dirty, messy, loud, diem. With boogers on it.
(if you can't see the above video, try this link.)