It seems as if I can't go ANYWHERE without hearing how I have my hands full. It's always said in a negative tone, like I must be crazy. So, my kids might be running around the store and throwing things in my cart. They might even having a bit of a tantrum because I'm not buying doughnuts. For the most part, my kids are really well-behaved. It's the sheer number of them that elicits the comment. I was talking to my friend about this. Why, does it seem, that being a stay at home, with a house full of kiddos is a BAD thing? Why, does it seem, is it better to have no kids, but perfectly manicured nails, clothes without snot wiped on it, and a bag that doesn't have cracker crumbs? Really . . . do clothes make us happier than a snuggle? Can your bags make you laugh because they hear a beat and can't resist dancing? I just don't get it. What truly brings us happiness almost always involves people.
My friend had a reply to the judging people. She says . .
My name is Laurel and I am a running, piano teaching, home making, mother of four! This blog is my attempt to show living a balanced life. I adore making pretty and practical meet, making little things special for my family, and keeping things "just so." I strive to be the girl that has all her "ducks in a row" - maybe someday.