My house is a riot of activity. There are empty seed packets and dirt trails leading to Thing 2's room. There are art supplies peeking out from the bottom of closets and doors closed to rooms where usually all the mess is open for show.
Hmmm.....Mother's Day is coming.
I love it. I love that they are having fun and I love that I will get some attention.
Is that sick? I want to be appreciated, I admit. There will be no suffering silently for me. Bring it on! I say. I love these little people with as much as my body can contain and then some. One of the biggest lessons I hope to impart is doing unto others. So...it is just fine if they start with me.