Recently I have been marveling at how fast summer seems to fly by. It just seems so short and there's so much I want to do and have fun doing with my kids.
And then there are days like today.
Where summer vacation cannot end soon enough.
It's like all 4 of them declared war on each other this morning. The fighting and the whining and tattling and the tears... I just wanted to run away.
Far, far away.
None of my 12+ years of mothering experiences helped me out. None of my proven tricks worked, none of my mean-mom voices worked. Neither did ignoring the problems or trying to stop them before they started.
It was not my finest morning.
In fact, I felt quite defeated and unmotherly.
But, the Scarlett O'Hara in me keeps repeating that "tomorrow is another day". And hopefully tomorrow I'll get it right. Or at least better.
In the meantime... only 48 days until school starts again.
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