A late night on Friday meant a screwed up schedule and grumpy cranky kids. They would go from happy as a clam to screaming for nothing in 2.2 flat. We did our best to keep it together and I even got some pretty cute pictures (we spent a lot of time in the nude as you can tell).
On Friday I read this amazing last article from a reporter who was dying of cancer and wrote a good-bye post. It was so eloquent and touching I haven’t stopped thinking about it. I am so sad I can’t find it right now but I will and I will post a link.
No matter how tough things got over the weekend I remembered her and changed my mindset to be thankful that I get to be alive through all the craziness. Every moment is a gift and I will make a point to appreciate every single one.