Saturday, March 24, 2012

empty buckets


Sometimes my children wear me out.  I am outnumbered, out-energied, out-creatived, and out-smarted.  I learn a lot everyday, but maybe not always the best things I could be learning from the bag of tricks that these boys are constantly reinventing.  The best things?  Patience and love.  Sometimes those are hard to see in the trenches.

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