It's true that I don't have childcare for when I'm writing, so I'm usually staying up too late or am working away with children flying about while my legs are used as hurdles or frames for tent houses.
We cleared the dining table and threw blanket upon blanket and they have been playing in there all morning. I keep hearing them slap each other but no one's coming to me crying, so.
They are taking everything in there. Five thousand stuffed animals, the button tin, boiled egg whites in a glass dish, books, and my Christmas decorations.
I explained one of my favorite Bible verses, Proverbs 18:10, "the name of the Lord is a strong and mighty tower, the righteous run in and are safe."
If there's one thing I can teach them, I hope it's that they can call on His name. And know.
Now they're asking me to slide under a plate of hummus and crackers. I'm a mom. Sometimes it hits me hard.
I'm a mom.
I am so filled with thankfulness.
Also, if you let your kids sleep under the fort they will wake you up giggling at 5:30 in the morning.
And you will make yourself some tea, and roll with it.