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They really should make medals for this

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The Olympics are in full swing! Have you been watching? The Mister and I were caught up in the diving last night. I tried to convince him I’d be able to do it. Who am I kidding? I’d concuss into the board.

But I also noticed that there were some pretty obscure events I had never even heard of – like ribbon twirling – and horse dancing! Also got me thinking about just how many gold medals I’d have if they only recognized my “events.”

Like….

Singing the itsy bitsy spider 30957 times.

Cooking and serving mac and cheese at the perfect temperature — not too hot, not too cold.

Changing poopy diapers on a child running and twirling at roughly 3 MPH.

Cleaning said poop from my fingernails.

Packing bean into the car to go out to lunch and not forgetting diapers, wipes, change of clothes, distraction toys, car toys (hi, Mr. Sunshine!), hand sanitizer, high chair cover, my wallet or my mind.

Getting ready for work while singing nursery rhymes, putting puzzles together, giving piggy back rides and managing not to poke my eye out with mascara and eye liner.

Functioning on 4 1/2 hours of sleep. Multiple nights in row. (Our little lark is only getting worse).

Reading the same books over and over and over, never skipping pages and maintaining the voices of the characters.

Remembering to put deodorant on.

No worries, I’ll take my medals in kisses, hugs and cuddles. But if the Mister wants to buy me a necklace, I’m totally OK with it — just let it be noted that I’m totally a GOLD medalist :)

What do you deserve a medal in?

Photo of the weekend

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Ah, summer.

And I was just saying that I COULDN’T WAIT for fall. Still true, but I guess you can stick around a little bit longer, summer.

Keeping it real

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The Mister and I have had lots of conversations lately about me balancing friendships and being a mom. Everything I say always comes off like I don’t care about my friends. It makes me sound bratty and selfish, when really I’m just trying the best I can.

This article sums up everything I want to say, but can’t seem to articulate. If you are a mom, you will understand. And if you’re not, maybe you’ll understand more about us.

Click the photo to enlarge.

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