Sometimes I think my kids will do that.
That they're both bright and talented is a given. Gorgeous, undoubtedly. The future is in their reach. I have no idea how they'll do it, (and neither do they, yet) but both my children are going to go far and have fun doing whatever it is they decide to do.
And sometimes, just sometimes....
I think I'd have to catch a falling star just to get their attention.
Today was too cold to play outside for very long, so there was plenty of pent-up energy flooding the house. Lego fights and chasing games abounded. I let the mayhem go on a bit too long (wasn't paying attention to the rising crescendo) and R ended up getting a scrape from falling into something, so there were tears and wails and the brandishing of band-aids, and then a snack.
I read three books today, and managed to yell at every member of my family, separately and together. Why the attitude? Why did I fall out of the grumpy side of the bed on a day filled with such gentle pursuits?
The children and B have had a cold that they have gamely passed back and forth. Today, they decided to include me. (Damnit, never should have taught them about sharing.)
I could go on, but why? Y'all all know what a head cold is like. Suffice to say I'll either die tonight or be better tomorrow. Betting on the latter.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with some Thera-Flu and my warm pajamas.