I’m in the car constantly. Why? Because everyone has needs to be met. School. Doctor’s appointments. Food. Shoes. Returns. More doctor’s appointments. It never ends. And I have an infant in tow who, to be honest, has a high tolerance for the car. Thank goodness because there’s really no choice.
We stopped by my parents house to say hello because my mom has been sick with a cough etc for a month. We are tired of not seeing them much, and we wanted to put a smile on Grandma’s face, so we made her a sign and took her some apple strudel bread.
This is always a hard, exhausting errand. It’s so much physical work hauling home giant but necessary boxes of food. And it’s far. But we do it and it’s worth it because then we aren’t out of food every other day. I wish I was exaggerating. #fratlife
It exhausts them just as much as it does me. Elias rarely falls asleep in the car.
I’ve come to the conclusion that the job of stay at home mom would benefit from a personal assistant.
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