Having two small children?" said the young cashier at Wal-Mart. I chuckled as Avery tried to push all the buttons on the atm thing when I slid it and Mayci was standing up facing the back of the cart to try to grab Avery and it was all I could do to hold her down. Like, constant mayhem, maybe? Or laughs? Or disbelief that your children act the way they do? Or just enjoyment at being their mama? I guess all of the above? I didn't really provide a detailed answer to this young cashier who continued talking about how she & her husband really want 3 or 4 but they haven't even started yet. "Have a nice day..." I said as I corralled my children and left.
Oh, how I love being a mom on days like this. When someone asks you such a simple question and it just makes you think about everything a little more. Like to appreciate the moments when your son comes to you saying he needs to change his underwear because he has crumbs in them from his crackers (yep, happened yesterday, lol) or he is in the tub with his sister saying what a cute butt bum (that is what he calls it) she has because he has heard you say it and then he starts kissing it or when you are getting your pajamas on and he comments on your underwear and tries to pants you. Since when is my 3 yo obsessed with underwear and "but bums?" Oh, Avery...you just never stop cracking me up.
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That's funny... the cart boy at WalMart (the same one, btw) said to me yesterday "Life is hard, isn't it?" Hmmm, I wanted to reply to him that I didn't really think so, but I didn't. Then, all afternoon I wondered what on Earth could be going on that would make him think that life was hard at 20-something. Then, I realized that regardless of what's "hard" in your life, if you love the people you are with it's not hard at all. Then, I felt sorry for the cart boy...
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