Biting and Chewing.

I have a small mouth. It’ s a proven medical fact. When I was being fitted for braces they had to order mine extra small, true story.  This is why when I eat things, I look goofy when I shove large amounts of food in my mouth. It has taken me a long time to realize this is how I look when I commit myself to too many activities. I look goofy when I bite off more than I can chew. Apparently managing my kiddos and my house is about all I can handle. I’ve decided to cut out gymnastics and working in order to stop myself from running around like a chicken with his, well you know… I had no idea I would soon transition from managing my own activities to becoming a social secretary for my children. Everytime I look around my house there is an extra kid here. I may not be able to keep myself in a steady supply of juice boxes. Oh and activites. Aiden is getting excited for t-ball. I think it’s contagious because Madeleine has decided that she joining too. Yeah, she even picked out a pink helmet. I’m concerned I will cease to feel like a real person and more like personal assistent. I think that’s why I enjoyed coaching and tutoring so much. It made me remember I was a real person. Well a real person with a small mouth.

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