Wars

There are many wars.

War of the Binki, the fun job of getting a child to sooth themselves without a pacifier, and the screaming.

War of getting kids to clean their rooms, and finding their hiding places, which is always fun. Now, I did the same thing when I was a kid, but doesn't it take longer to find a hiding spot for those dirty clothes then just throwing them in the clothes basket?

War of "girl emotions." How can girls be so happy one moment and crazy the next? Hormones start young.

War of the youngest chasing the girls with a sword, the fun of prying the sword out of the little hands, and then getting the girls to stop being CRAZY!

War of Mom and Dad's attention.

 War of the diaper. "Come on, do you like to have that stuff on your behind?"

War of husband vs. kids. I miss my hubby and our "alone" time, but wouldn't give up the kids in the house for anything.

War of time vs. lack of time, I guess showering is a luxury nowadays, exercising is a must, and making sure to lock the bathroom door so I can have 5 extra minutes to "recollect," is very important. On a positive note, I have lost 6 pounds this week and at a lower weight than I have been in a while...it may be from stress and lack of sleep, but I will take it.

I never thought that wars could be so nice.

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