How did she know?

Friend Marie posted Sharing Burdens just minutes ago.

She says it so very nicely.

I especially love the lyrics to the hymn she posted.


You know, things here really do go very well. The happy moments outweigh the stress. Tonight at dinner Man and I just laughed and laughed at what the kids had to say. Tag was telling us his version of the ABC's wherein he started the whole thing by spelling his own name, because the alphabet was all about spelling his name. We had breakfast dinner -- pancakes, bacon, and eggs. I get tired of making pancakes in the same old way so tonight I got out my largest skillet and cooked plate-sized ones. Man himself could only eat one.

Did you know that maple syrup and chocolate syrup have about the same amount of sugar and calories? So, we had chocolate syrup on our pancakes tonight which the kids loved. But then, when they cleared their plates, they asked if we were going to have a treat tonight. I scoffed and told them that chocolate pancakes for dinner is enough of a treat for anyone. They weren't totally convinced. It's so rare that Tag actually eats enough dinner to get dessert anyway that whenever we eat something he likes he is sure to ask if it's a treat night. We've been shrugging off his aversion to dinner and making it a non-issue. The dinner table should be a place where people are comfortable, in my opinion, and even if he doesn't eat I don't want that to disturb our precious family time. As a result, he's eating more. He still gags on salad ("vegetables choke me... they want to kill me.") but generally is more inclined to at least try everything on the table.

Man and Princess went on a date last night. I helped her get some nicer clothes on and she even wore tinted lip gloss. He said that as soon as they were seated at a restaurant she started to talk and didn't stop until we sent her to bed that night. That poor man. So many females who just want to take up his time with talking. He's such a good sport about it though. He said the food was the best he's had in a long while (exceedingly high praise) but what did Princess order? Mac&cheese. Hehe. It was the time with dad that mattered.

Pebbles and Frieda are both ill. Frieda has more conjunctivitis and an ear infection, where Pebbles has been having fevers of 104°+ since last night. Fortunately the antipyretics are working and she's keeping a pleasant if somewhat subdued demeanor. I feel so blessed to have such sweet, enjoyable kids.

The van is also ill, so I'm looking forward to a nice couple of days of being home bound. Time to do a bit of spring cleaning around here and maybe walk a place or two.