Why is it when I get caught up on the laundry half my brood gets sick and I have to wash every blanket, towel and pillowcase in the house?
Why is it just when I think my 2 year is down for a nap he yells to me "Mommy, I poooooped!"?
Why is it the meals my husband most enjoys eating are the most difficult to make?
Why is it my morning cup of coffee must be reheated 4 times before I get to enjoy it?
Why is it my 7 year old loves to read until I suggest we sit and read together at which time he wants to play legos?
I don't have the answer but I like to think these are God's little ways of helping me serve my family.
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