Kleenex Mom

I remember this summer when I would sit and wax eloquently on my PC…every night, I would post a new entry to my blog. Then, I got home and school started…back to real life. By the time homework is finished, the dishes are done, lunches are made, and the angels are in bed, I just want to curl up on the couch…sans PC. Perhaps I need to try writing during the day…

On an unrelated note, I did hear something interesting today. The boys and I were listening to a story in the car in which two kids were describing their parents. The girl said that, when she sneezed, her dad told her to be quiet. The boy said that, when he sneezed, his dad handed him a Kleenex. Wow! I wanted to ask the boys what kind of parent I was, but I was afraid to ask. I hope that I am a “Kleenex Mom,” but I know that I have my weak moments…particularly when I am tired. It really challenged me.