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Enjoying the sweet short moments of childhood...

We are in the home stretch! School is officially over for my younger two sons on Thursday! Yeahh!! This has been an interesting weekend. We have spent a lot of time caring for our poor pooch Murphy. His incision got infected, he managed to tear open his stitches, so he will be sporting a super huge cone for weeks to come, as well as needing full on nursing care till it heals. The challenge is, he feels fine, and is running around at top speed, getting stuck and banging things with that super size cone. This poor little guy has had one trouble after the other since he was born.

So this week holds lots of end of year festivities. We have field day today, the boys are having a little swim party on Thursday, and they have a birthday party on Friday, should make for a fun week. All of the every day details of life have been filling up an awful lot of time.

My focus this week is to really focus my brain and heart on the important things. It is hard to do when life feels so busy. I am giving myself permission to slow down, and enjoy the moments, to take the time to fill myself up. Sometimes it can feel selfish to do this, but I know it is key to my being the best parent/wife I can be. I have a heart filled with gratitude. I want to slow down, and enjoy all that I have been blessed with. That might mean stopping what I am doing to listen to one of my kids babble on about Yu-Gi-Oh, or Pokemon for 20 minutes-- but I will strive to give him my full attention. Dinner may be put on the table late, so I can admire the latest lego creation (which covers my entire dining room table). You get the picture. They are children for such a short season, and it is going by sooooo fast.


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