I had to run errands yesterday with all 3 kids in tow. It was exhausting and by the end of our outing I was ready for a nap. Picture me walking into the post office with Claire's car seat hooked in the crook of my elbow, Adam "holding" (I use that term very loosely) the opposite hand and Henry gripping the pocket of my shorts. A gentleman held the door open for us on our way into the post office. I said, "Thank you." He smiled and replied, "You sure have your hands full." On our way out of the post office another gentleman held the door open for us. I said thanks. And he replied, "You sure have your hands full." Henry looked at me and said, "Why does everyone say that to you?" I was too tired to even respond. I just looked into his big brown eyes and smiled. And this song popped into my head.
I love that song. Every time I listen to the lyrics I am reminded to slow down and appreciate my life and my children. It's not much fun to take three kids age 4 and under to the post office. But I do believe that one day I will look back and miss this.