Kids

Sometimes my kids drive me crazy. They interrupt my thoughts. They always need something. They resist my directions as I try to move our family forward in orderly direction. They request food and do not eat it. I buy them clothes and they do not wear them. And sometimes it is annoying when people speak so glowingly of their children and families as if none of these realities is theirs. But I Love Love Love my kids. And when you lose one to parental alienation as I have my oldest it makes you so so grateful to be in their presence and meet their needs and carry out their bidding and clean up their messes great and small.