It’s tough being a mom. Oh, you already knew that? I did too, but I wish I had known it before I had kids. I might have stuck with goldfish.
When I have doubts about whether I’ve done right by my girls, raised them to be the kind of people I had hoped they would be, I am grateful for long sleeve pants.
What are long sleeve pants?
When Granuaile was much younger than she is now, at the ripe old age of 7, she had a funny way of putting things. One thing that always made me laugh – and still does – is the description of clothing. She always got the concept of shorts and short sleeved shirts, and the long sleeved shirt thing never gave her any trouble. But when it came to long pants, I don’t think we imparted the right information to her. If shorts were shorts, then longs should be longs, but she knew that wasn’t right. Somewhere, in the twisted mind of the toddler brain, long pants became long sleeved (or sleeve, as G would say it) pants, and all was right with the fashion world.
It’s days like today that I live in thanks for days like the ones where we were looking for long sleeve pants. I am grateful for the memories of the funny, quirky things my kids did and said, because it gets me through the days where I can’t find anything funny or quirky about them. It’s been one of those days today, so for that reason, today, I am thankful for long sleeve pants.