We're in full packing form over here at the L.G.E.W. house hold. We made tremendous progress this past weekend loading and packing, and the only thing stopping me now is my 5 year old who's needs can't wait. What with school, work, bible study, meals in between, and an occasional shower it's any wonder I have time to pack.
As I mentioned before the papers seem endless, and quite frankly most of my time is spent sorting through each document, each receipt, and every and any kind of Avery's art work. Today was no exception, but only that you get to hear about it and see why my job as a mom is so brutal.
You see "Miss Cant-throw-away-anything" protests with tears if I'm caught with a handful of her goods headed for the garbage. You would think I was throwing out her blankie from birth as she comes tearing across our repulsively dirty carpet ready to tackle me to the repulsively dirty linoleum floors. Come to think of it, she did protest today.
She protested with courage.
She protested with honor.
She protested for any 5 year old with mamas as mean as me.
Two more rooms were cleared.
Twenty more boxes were filled.
And at the end of a hard days work we still manage to come together. Fancy table or not, fancy meals or not, paper plates or not, and remember this one thing........
"I have learned to be content whatever the circumstance. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. Being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want" Phil 4:11-12
I'd say this is plenty.