time. there is never enough of it.

As we get older days, weeks, months, semesters and years all start to fly by in a blur. It was only a month ago that I graduated from high school right? Wrong.. very wrong indeed. Close to a year ago I left the high school scene and was thrown into the world of the Zoobie. Then I think about it and whoa… my freshman year is over too. Where does the time go? Then I start to think about this dilemma I have going on, ya know time flying by too fast, and I realize I’m the one making it happen. My eyes are always set on some distant time or place that I can’t wait to arrive at. In high school I longed to be on the BYU campus. At BYU I couldn’t wait to be home, done with school, working as a nanny. And now as a Nanny I look forward to the weekends, Lake Powell and a fabulous trip to New York. There is really no one to blame but myself. So from now on I pledge to find joy in the small, and slightly entertaining things that make my day a day, laughing all the while. Here are a few of those moments I think you might enjoy as well…

·      Having the fire alarm go off 3 times in one day in a failed attempt to make muffins.

·      Taking in the scene of you and a 3 year old  opening every door and window and running around the house waving oven mitts trying to air the house out.

·      Listening to a disgusted 9-year-old whine about Adam and Eve’s nudity in the Garden of Eden.

·      Kissing scrapes, cuts and skimmed knees better, only after applying a good dosage of Neosporin and a band aid.

·      Reading a Scooby-doo magazine EVERYTIME you go to the library.

·      Making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches without the peanut butter.

·      Having hundreds of strangers stare at you wondering if you were ’16 & pregnant’.

·      Hearing the 7 year old wisely teach the 3 year old that “duh… girls don’t fart. I learned that in school.”

·      Watching 3 boys dip there head in a bucket of water, then run around the house like maniacs with their shirts off.

·      Holding a sobbing child while he explains that “a bee that stings you” flew by him.

·      Hearing “whoa… do that again” everytime I have to move the seat up to reach the peddles of my new swagga wagon (mini van).

These are just a few of the funny and downright hilarious things I hear everyday. Yes, these children can be infuriating at times but I love them to pieces and from here on out I’m going to not get caught up in the future, but try to enjoy the present :)

p.s. glee... you did it again. listen to this song and if you don't LOVE it... there must be something wrong with you.