1. You must have a big house.
To which I answer "Es bastante." It's enough.
2. You must be very patient.
And I just smile.
So what does patience look like?
Patience is....letting the cushions come off the couch and chairs for a big pillow fight or forts or flips on the couch (I don't let them do that, yes I do.)
(only sometimes)Patience is....WANTING everyone to be happy, but UNDERSTANDING that someone will usually be poubty, heading to time-out or time-in, or wanting what someone else has.
Patience is....finding my alone time at the kitchen sink doing dishes or folding laundry at the dryer.
Patience is....being called by my first name from my child.
Patience is....saying "I love you" everyday and everynight with a kiss even when it is not said in return.
Patience is....not losing it when I am being lied to. And asking for forgiveness when I do lose it.
Last night was pretty rough. It was the first night I cried. Sometimes dealing with the kids' coping mechanisms is really hard....on everybody.
(one day the kids put on make-up, came up with a Halloween play, and we made Fall decorations)
Wesley was a zombie--which is what I feel like sometimes. ;-)
Tomorrow I'll share some pictures from Jeremy's Birthday in Colombia! :-)