The day started off with someone in my family losing a tooth. That someone was not my five-year-old.
It was me.
I lost a crown while eating breakfast, which was a telling start to a day that involved driving an hour and a half to a campsite with four children. In the rain. Thankfully the rain ceased before our arrival. Had it not, the incessant chatter and bursts of squabbling kiddos might have pushed me over the edge by the time we pulled in. Don’t get me wrong–the park was beautiful and hearing the oohs and aahs of the children (Aidan and three of his cousins) as they viewed the rolling hills and expansive forest made the entire trip worthwhile. But the endless bathroom trips, the corralling of children while setting up the tent, the barking not to get too close to the fire? It could truly drive a person crazy!
I salute each and every parent out there with multiple children. The ones who work outside the home during the day to provide and have to rush around to keep schedules on course and the ones who are able to stay at home and work hard to keep their sanity. Life is just pure chaos with four children and I am very, very impressed with those who do it on a daily basis.
All day everyday…except I’m not a parent. Parent for hire. I also carry a badge with that. Glad you guys had fun but I’m sorry about the tooth!
xo
Seriously, my respect level for your daily work just skyrocketed!! Aidan might find himself spending some time with Auntie Junket in the future!
I can’t believe the tooth…the only crown I have and out it comes. Hmph.
You and Kyle are very brave!! xo
Haha, thanks! It didn’t feel like that big of a deal when we were planning it, but putting it into action was a whole different story!
Your poor Penelope tooth!
Re: Multiple children.
You just stop caring after a while.
Eat goldfish off the floor? Sure thing.
These socks kind of smell alright.
Wait, don’t jump off the bunk bed! Let me put this mattress underneath to break your fall. Go ahead now.
Haha. I’m impressed by you and your wonderful mothering skills, Harley.
I think the mattress is an excellent idea.
I’m the oldest of 5, and my mother is the most patient person I know. Craziness.
I can’t imagine what life was like for her when we were 9, 6, 4, 2, and infant…
I read that line up and my heart jumps. Nine, 6, 4, 2 and infant?! How could one person mother that crew?!