Last week I spent hours scrubbing the posts and spindles and bleaching, sweeping, spraying off my front porch. I told the girls they could play on the porch while I cleaned the living room. Out of the corner of my eye, through the window, I noticed they were both in the same spot intently staring at the concrete. I opened the door to find they have sidewalk chalk ALL OVER THE PORCH. A year ago, I would have been upset over this, instead of getting angry, I joined them. LET IT GO...my new take on life. I would rather them remember happy little moments like this, than damaging their little souls and remember me raising my voice over something that is really no big deal. I dont care what my porch or my house looks like...these girls are only little once.
Posted on: Mon, 14 Jul 2014 19:20:22 +0000
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