My Many Hats..

So busy these past couple days - Christmas shopping yesterday ( I know I keep saying I'm close to being done.. I think I must be lying.) and then Arlene, my almost sister in law's birthday last night at the Olive Garden. Who doesn't love the Olive Garden. Apparently, my almost mother in law, who whimpered at her dinner. We're not sure why. It was frustrating and somewhat humerous, but frankly, I wanted to launch a breadstick at her. .

Today was spent in a whirlwind, I got groceries and Christmas gifts, then went to Arlene's to look after the girls for a little bit. Honestly, I don't know how they do it. I was exhausted after entertaining them for 3 hours.. Given, they're great kids, beautifully intelligent and supernaturally stunning, but one can only do so much with plastic vegetables and some paints. I think your imagination must grow as a parent too, because you're forever having to come up with new games. Tonight, I was alternately a child who'd lost a cat, an egg, a women who'd misplaced a baby, a beauty salon client, a yoga instructor, sleeping beauty, and a potty coach. It was all amazing.. And just when it gets to be hard work, they seem to sense it. And they wrap their chubby little fingers around your fingers or give you a kiss and quiet down.. And suddenly it's all worth it. If it's like that with other people's kids.. I can't imagine what it's like with your own.

They have so much hope, so few limitations in their minds.. They decide to be artists, right then and there, and swear they're going to be famous. They have no idea of the schooling(or not) the poverty (or not).. they just decide. They really do believe that they can do anything, it's so pure and wonderful. When do we lose that knowledge? When do we become aware of financial, physical, mental limitations? Or do people who never become aware of those things go the furthest? It's an experience just talking to a child, they can be so painfully honest it makes my heart blush.

That basically took up the rest of my day, and now I'm home! Mr. Almost Poshlust made me an amazing dinner, and we're staying in as another foot of snow falls outside. I'm going to relax and pretend that I didn't have any maternal urges this evening. Goodnight!