- making bed
- getting dressed
- cleaning up baby toys
- pulling Mikey away from cords that are just not good baby toys
- changing diapers
- making bottles
- going to class
- driving-- oh driving might be the worst... so repetitive
how wonderful does this look- how could all of those stupid annoying things I do be any less than wonderful when I do them for my boys. Instead of laundry, I need to think clothes to make Mikey look so cute, instead of changing diapers I need to realize that I am making him more comfortable. Instead of driving, I need to think this means that I get to see Jake soon and we get to spend time as a family. I need to think that instead of cleaning one more time, I am making my house more conducive to the spirit.
Sigh, if I only I could think that every day all day. Then wouldn't life be grand?