I'm not a Mom that entertains her children.
I mean, that's why I had more than one right? So they could play together.
Raise hell together.
Beat on each other.
Learn to share.
Tattle on each other.
Strongly dislike each other.
Sure, I do a lot of yelling raising my voice. And I referee more than I'd like to. I correct the usage of the word "hate". I kiss booboos and put toys in timeout that aren't being put away when I ask.
So when I get that moment in a picture of them perfectly loving life and who they are in this family....
It's so worth it.
