Let It Go

I had every intention of sticking with my conviction of writing a slice every day but I let myself down.  Life got in the way and the weekend got away with me.  I had an idea on Friday, along with other ideas floating around in my head that I could write about.
Then I thought "Geez, cut yourself a break, girl!"  We are a busy family running a farm, trucking and logging business.  It's crazy to say the least.  Everyday is a new dilemma to solve.
So, this weekend one of my daughter's semi drivers was in a bad accident while driving one of their rigs.  Luckily their driver was ok, banged up badly but ok.  Unfortunately the other driver did not make it.  After twenty five years of being in the trucking business this is the only accident that has happened which is very fortunate but still was a bad situation. It happened twelve hours away and so my husband and our son-in-law had to go retrieve the driver and the truck. 
My daughter is a new mom and also has two step children ages 2 and 6.  This was the weekend to have them all.  While the boys were away I decided to help her out with the crew. 
What I don't understand is how I can manage 24 children everyday without being totally done in but three children exhaust me. 
The two year old is working on potty training, says "No" or "I can't"  to everything even if it's something he wants. The six year old is a diva with a high pitched voice that doesn't ever stop and she loves using me as a jungle gym which makes the two year old mad because he wants to be on me too which is a challenge when I am holding the baby. 


Kasen reading to Baby Clair

Audrie playing with Crystal -Grandma's Guinea Pig

As the day progressed I was getting wore out from playing with tractors, reading books, watching movies, pretend play in the kitchen, dressing dolls, undressing dolls, reading books, coloring, burping, rocking, getting kids ready to go outside and then turning around a few minutes later to take all their gear off because they don't stay outside more than twenty minutes.   I suggested we go out for breakfast on Sunday. Not sure what I was thinking there!  Three small children in a restaurant!  Thank goodness baby Clair didn't wake up and the waitress knew things could got south with three children because we got our breakfast swiftly. 
Let's just say when I did have a few minutes at home alone I collapsed in my chair and in true grandma fashion nodded off and I am sure that I was probably snoring.  Now I know why grandma's have rocker recliners and it's not to rock the babies. 
When I would pick up my kids from my parent's house after a sleep over I always wondered why my mom looked so tired now I know why. She was spending twenty four seven catering to their every demand. 
Although I was exhausted I loved taking that time to spend with the grand kids and I'm glad I can give myself a break and let things go.  Life happens .. and fast!  Enjoy!
I can't wait until this summer when they can just walk down to Grandma's house.