PS-after our perfect Sunday yesterday that I wrote about so lovingly in the late afternoon, all hell broke lose at our cottage Sunday night by dinner and we had a bunch of kids being disrespectful and being on big consequences for inappropriate behavior and talking back to both their Mom and their Dads.
We went to bed furious and so did they.
All that to show how easily a blog written at “the perfect moment” can easily be misperceived as a perfect life as opposed to a perfect few hours which is often what we get when we are parents to three tweens and teens.
How a blog is really, just like a picture, only a snapshot in time.
And how those times are ever changing and evolving.
