I'm not one to always click on posts/links that people put on Facebook to various articles and blog posts but periodically one catches my attention like this one I'm featuring here today. See, in our house, my husband is the one who plays - trains, video games, make believe. I'm the one who makes sure everything is taken care of and everyone is where they need to be. Sometimes I feel guilty because I'm don't equal all of those perfect moms out there who do it all - you know those ones you see on Facebook or through Pinterest . .. . then I'll talk to a friend and we laugh at our real laughs :-) No, I/we don't feet this article completely in any form or fashion but there are bits and pieces that speak to me.
The article can be found at We Don't Chew Glass. I debated posting this because it is not a Christian Blog (as is evident in one word on the header) but the good outweighs the bad in this one so my apologies ahead of time.
Ultimately, my kids tell me I'm awesome, love to hang with me, and come to me first when they are hurting. They think I'm funny and will always come to me with questions or wants (umm . . needs HA) even if their dad is sitting in the same room as them and I'm taking a shower HA!. I'm thankful that my husband is creative . . . imaginative . .. he teaches the boys how to play outside the box. Where, I'm an "inside the box" type of girl. We make a great team and balance each other well - our kids are happy and that's really the most important thing of all.