I don't even know where to begin. I have so much to say about what happened this afternoon between Benjamin and I, but due to my emotional state, I find myself unable to organize my thoughts and feelings into a logical, cohesive blog entry. So I'm sorry, but I am about to start rambling. Here I go. It started with Benjamin asking to go to the train store. He's been begging to go for weeks now, so I finally gave in today and told him that we would walk there after his nap. I've also been meaning to return some books to the library, so I thought we'd make an afternoon of it and hit both destinations, getting myself a good run in at the same time. Then we could cap the day off with a hamburger and french fries at the diner next to the train store, giving Ben his favorite dinner and myself a night off from cooking. It was going to be a great afternoon with my boys. We made it to the library without incident. But then the double stroller wouldn't fit through the ...
Learning to love myself in the messiness of life.