Why is it that when a child leaves the step stool in front of the bathroom sink (and this is all together common around here) I will just stand on the stool to wash my hands or brush my teeth? As I was brushing my teeth, elevated another foot in the air, bending in half to spit, it suddenly dawned on me what I was doing. I’m pretty sure it would be easier to move the stool than to bend over like I’m 6.5 feet tall, but there I stood, folded in half to make it work. Hmm.
A homeschooling mother of nine, ages 17 and under, I chronicle life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as I raise a larger-than-most sized family and try to laugh about the craziness.