As another year winds down and as my lovely children have finally been stuffed forcefully in their beds with peppermint popcorn crammed lovingly in their cry-holes, it's time for reflection on the important question that I must imagine all parents ask themselves this time of year: What did I yell more in 2014, "lean over your plate!" or "stop screaming or you're getting a time out!"?
And is it appropriate to immediately follow an exclamation point with a question mark?
The answer to both questions, of course, is "who freakin' cares?"
Whether it's Edie's adorable demands for everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) within 10 square feet of her, to "READ A BOOK!" or her oddly persistent fear of raccoons, it's been a great year. Whether it's the fact that Finn is finally gaining confidence in his reading and writing or the fact that he hasn't taken that opportunity to write "BUTT" on everything we own, it's been a great year.
Yeah, we failed in our second attempt at organized sports and spent way more time (and gambling money) at the hospital than anyone should have to. And yeah, there's still WAY too much poop in this house not ending up in toilets and/or getting flushed, but screw it. The kids are healthy, they're happy, and I'm so utterly spent that I don't even get to update this thing as much as I'd like.
Even if I haven't written it down, at least I'll remember it - with the three brain cells that I haven't killed by drinking myself to sleep each night in total exhaustion.
So here's to a roller coaster 2014 and to new adventures and challenges in 2015! Even though we've turned many corners this year, I know that we've still got a long & exciting road ahead.
We're gonna need more beer.