tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post9116648879458060244..comments2023-06-30T07:37:14.595-05:00Comments on Morning Birdsong: We are not ready for Frontenac...Atticus!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00901087348286932886noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post-7545440326273860312013-06-30T20:02:00.023-05:002013-06-30T20:02:00.023-05:00Oh Sarah! I LOVE YOU! I miss you, friend...this ...Oh Sarah! I LOVE YOU! I miss you, friend...this post just speaks my heart on any given day, too...the trials of mothering so many little ones! Thank you for your real-ness...and yes please...write a book! I would totally read it;)Phil & Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15663623181299935177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post-25356793639286983232013-06-30T20:01:17.790-05:002013-06-30T20:01:17.790-05:00Oh Sarah! I LOVE YOU! I miss you, friend...this ...Oh Sarah! I LOVE YOU! I miss you, friend...this post just speaks my heart on any given day, too...the trials of mothering so many little ones! Thank you for your real-ness...and yes please...write a book! I would totally read it;)Phil & Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15663623181299935177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post-43828858921079111382013-06-25T16:09:06.404-05:002013-06-25T16:09:06.404-05:00Wow. That was epic. "Because I am the grownup...Wow. That was epic. "Because I am the grownup." I feel like that pretty much sums up most of life, right? <br />I am the grownup when Owen is grabbing my pant legs for the 5th hour straight, whining to be held. I am the grownup when we get hit with an unexpected tax assessment for road work on my street. <br />I am the grownup when all I can smell is poopy diaper smell throughout my house. <br /><br />I love you, Sarah, and even your "fails" are encouraging to me. <br /><br />Also, write a book, sometime, ok? liz@carpeseasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09928303743518145939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post-30265410567992476882013-06-25T15:44:16.436-05:002013-06-25T15:44:16.436-05:00Thanks, Ginger -- That actually does! make me feel...Thanks, Ginger -- That actually does! make me feel better -- maybe it's something they can grow into xxooAtticus!https://www.blogger.com/profile/00901087348286932886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222750.post-309808799877262362013-06-25T14:44:01.407-05:002013-06-25T14:44:01.407-05:00I remember my mom taking us on "field trips&q...I remember my mom taking us on "field trips" to parks etc... I felt much the same as your kids did (well at least 3 of the 4) Now I love to hike and spending time in parks etc, I didn't have any love for it until I was well into high school. I wanted a swimming pool or a playground. Kudos for trying, keep trying, hopefully they fall in sooner than later. Besides it's much more of a memory than if they all loved and enjoyed it, that you would likely forget all about shortly. This you will keep with you and can remind them of when they are older.<br /><br /><3<br />gingersnappshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08011882697390374200noreply@blogger.com