I swear I don't know where the time goes. Each night after the kids get in bed I still have a list of things to do and when my head hits the pillow it's like a ton of bricks. We are headed out of town tomorrow. Do you think any bags are packed? Yeah, right- real funny! I should be packing but instead I'm blogging. William and I had a conversation today that I quickly wrote down and immediately thought that I had to get this on the blog before we go! The poor blog has been ignored long enough!
So here it goes:
Will: Mom, I have 10 more bites to finish this sandwich. (When he finished the sandwich he could have his cheetos so every bite means he's closer to the goodies.)
Me: No, not 10 bites. I think you have less than that.
Will: What does less mean?
Me: Less means, fewer, not as many. You have less than 10 bites.
Will: Does less mean more?
Me: No, less is fewer.
Will: No, less is more.
Me: Well...
Will: Less is more. That's what Mrs. Judy says. Less is more Mom. Mrs. Judy says that. So less is more Mom, ok?
Me: Ok Will, less is more.
There a million moment like this one. I only wish I made the time to stop and write it down!
I have been abundantly blessed!
15 years ago
