Tonite I was reading that book to my girls and suddenly I realized that it's a total parallel to my life--possibly the life of any mom. That poor little girl is just trying so hard, but that little pig (an appropriately sweet but very messy and very excitable little pig) just does her in.
After watching my children both go through 3-4 sets of clothes today (all of which are now in the laundry hamper waiting to be washed), I couldn't help but make the connection when that little pig goes digging under the girl's bed and then goes through ALL her clothes looking for the right outfit to go with the tap shoes she found under the bed. And this is all going on while the little girl is trying to clean up the bath mess.
I looked at my 4-year-old and told her that I felt like that little girl sometimes. I felt like every time I was cleaning up a mess, they (my 4-year-old and her 2-your-old accomplice sister) were off in some other part of the house making a bigger mess. She just looked at me and smiled all cute like. (Yesterday I told her that people liked her and asked her why she thought they liked her. I was going for something like she is a nice kid. But she smiled and said, "Because I'm pretty cute." How can I argue with that?)
But I have to admit--that pig does have some pretty amazing construction skills. Did you see that tree house?? Holy smokes.
After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.