Happy Mothers Day!

Our mothers!

Porch and I are blessed to have three fabulous women we call "Mom." I love that about our family. I had a funny exchange with a parent last night at pick up as she said, "Happy Mothers-- wait, you're not a mom. Never mind... Happy Not Being a Mom Day," before exiting stage right. I just kind of stood there for a minute processing what she had said and then laughed.

Happy 8+ hours of sleep to ME!

I have 23 (plus one on the way, whenever Baby J arrives to his family... Maybe this weekend!) kiddos that I get to spend my days with and 22 amazing families that I get to impact every single day! I may not get to take one home with me (legally) but those children are very much "mine."

I have a downright amazing husband who cracks me up with such gems as "If a train leaves Milwaukee at 10:00 and is travelling at 80mph and a second train leaves Chicago at 7:00 at 45mph, how many hours are in the new season of Arrested Development?" The answer is 8.5 hours if youre wondering or trying to figure out what the hell Im talking about... In which i hope youre not investing your valuable time.

The main point of my presentation is that while I may not yet have birthed a watermelon baby, Im incredibly thanksful to work so closely with children and their families every day and I am thankful that I let Porch talk me into moving to Chicago in 2008. I dont think my Wisconsin path would have been nearly as fruitful.

This weekend, we are celebrating our mothers and the wonderful job they did raising and impacting our lives. Our mommies are pretty frickin' awesome and we love you all very much.

Xoxo

Comments

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