We are right in the middle of the busiest few weeks I can ever remember for our family. Of course play rehearsals are keeping us out almost every evening. When all three girls wanted to sign up for softball this year and I thought we would be clear to not overlap with the play.
I was wrong. All three girls have started softball practice this past weekend as well. Yikes!
And as if that weren't enough-- this was a BIG weekend for Clark's robotics team. Aye yai yai!
My favorite little poem is very short. It is by Robert Louis Stevenson.
The world is so full of a number of things
I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
We are busy, busy, busy. Too busy. Several activities, plus sickness, have converged in the same few weeks. When I get feeling overwhelmed I repeat this rhyme to myself.
I say to the kids, "Aren't we so blessed to have so many wonderful opportunities that we don't even have time to fit them all in!"
And speaking of things we didn't have time to fit in-- Bethany's birthday. Actually, we could have celebrated it this evening after church, but she is sick. She's been throwing up and was so sad to stay home from church today and miss her first week in Mia Maids. We decided to postpone her birthday dinner and cake until tomorrow-- assuming she's feeling better.