The Little Things

Ginger is 6 months old already

Nobody takes my frisbee!

2 weeks of our life have gone by and all I've blogged about are camping trips and sicknesses. There's a song out there with this line: "So you fall into bed when you run out of hours; and you wonder if anything worth doing--got done?" That is me every single night. I run and I run and I run all day long. On Wednesday I don't think I stopped at all.

This paragraph is just for me--you may skip it if you'd like. But someday I will forget what my life is like right now, and this will remind me. :) Wednesday went like this: wake up and shower, wake up boys, let dog out and feed dog, sign planners, pack snacks and water bottles, pack lunches, pack show & tell, pack snack for entire preschool class, serve breakfast, brew coffee for myself on my way out the door, realize I have no time for my breakfast, call dog in, she ignores me, take everyone to their schools, meet with a good friend for half an hour--an oasis in my day, run all over town paying bills and running errands, pick up preschooler, feed him (and me) lunch, make menu for the week and make Walmart list, sort coupons, go to Walmart with my preschooler, unload groceries at home, put the dog in the car and go pick up my 2 big kids from school, come home and pull all plants out of garden before this weekend's big weather change, make and serve supper, leave late to pick up son's friend for Awana, go to Awana and lead games, get everyone home, put kids to bed, stay up till 11:00 making pumpkin muffins for my preschooler's snack, fall into bed asleep before I hit the pillow....my life.

Making pumpkin muffins was the LAST thing I wanted to do Wednesday night. But since this is Aaron's week to bring the snacks for his preschool class, his 3 picks were Go-gurt, rice krispie squares, and muffins. He'd already brought the 2 easy snacks. I could have told him no muffins. I could have bought boxes of granola bars or fruit snacks for Thursday's snack instead. But I'd promised him his muffins. Since I only have one tray of mini-muffin cups, I could only do 12 muffins at a time. That's why it took me 2 hours to make these muffins. I even bagged them up in little Halloween treat bags. But you know what? I was in his class on Thursday when he passed out his snack to everyone. He was so proud of those muffin bags. He came over to me and said, "Thank you for making my muffins Mommy." He gave me a big hug and kiss. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. Such a little thing--muffins--and I didn't even want to make them. But I'm so glad I did...

A quote from my mothering calendar really spoke to me this week.

"The great doing of little things makes the great life."

It's the little things that add up to make a really big difference. At least that's the lesson I'm learning these days.

Funnies from Aaron this week:

"I had chocolate-hot in preschool today!" (hot chocolate)

ta-pato soup (potato soup)

"Can we go to Walmart today? I want to buy my very own big jar of salt." (Aaron loves salt!)

Enjoying our last bit of mild weather before the snow falls