Good morning, friends! How was your weekend? Did you mommies out there get to have a nice Mother's Day? Mine started out with breakfast in bed made by this wonderful guy.
Afterwards, we loaded up the car with boys and decor magazines and headed to the beach.
With some help from the Sun Kissed Boys, Sun Kissed Husband, made breakfast, packed lunches, loaded/unloaded the car, bathed and put the kids to bed. Sounds wonderful, right?! Well, I can't lie. It was. I didn't have to do much all day.
Buuuut the aftermath is what it's difficult. Think of it as being gone from the office an entire day and when you get back to work, the in-box is overflowing. Except my in-box is a laundry basket (actually laundry "floor" since that's where all the dirty clothes & towels seem to be). My in-box is also a sink-full of dirty dishes, messy table and counter tops, and a playroom with too many toys!
After almost 18 years of marriage, I've, reluctantly, come to realize that my husband and I see messes differently. In all fairness we had a "dump-and-go" weekend. I call that when we are running from one event to the other and we just stop by the house to dump off things from the previous event, change clothes, and go to the next one.
I could sit here and whine about how I wish that on top of having a fun-filled day I also wish that all the chores would have gotten done; but that's unrealistic so I might as well shut it. Instead, I'll think about the smiling faces that greeted me for breakfast, the laughter I heard in between the crashing waves, and the loving man that kissed me goodnight.