Like your blog.
And dusting.
This summer will forever be etched in my memory as
"that summer when I went back to work and became a crazy person."
Or a craziER person, as the case may be.
I am trying to learn how to do it all:
be a wife and a mom and a teacher and a person who can manage to
get all three kids to soccer and music and still buy groceries and clean the house
and do the laundry and plan lessons and exercise and wash my face at night
and feed the animals and take my vitamins.
So far?
I'm not doing so great.
And did I mention that I've only been back to work for a little over a week?
Yeah.
This whole life/work balance thing is going to be tough.
So, if I'm not here much,
you can probably guess why.
I hope the kids remember this summer not as the one when mom
sure did let us watch a lot of tv so she could get work done,
but the one where we camped and ziplined and cheered for the Giants
and grew crazy inches taller
and swam and swam and swam.



























