I was only in the shower for a minute, ok, maybe seven. The boys were just playing so contently in their room, toys whirling around them in a storm of their own imaginations. I assumed it was safe to escape to the bathroom for a moment of personal time. You know what they say about assuming though…and boy, they ain’t lyin’!
“It’s snowing! It’s snowing!” I could hear AD squeeling with excitement, curious to me since he’s only seen real snow once in his 2.5 years of life. His sheer glee was only matched by the silly laughter of his big brother/partner in crime.
“Oh, Lord…this can’t be good.” I thought, heading in the direction of the excitement.
“Oh, no – no, no, no, no, no.” was my train of thought as the noise lured me into the bedroom shared by my two daughters, now layered under a sheet of “snow”…and two little boys to match!
I know a couple of big sisters who are going to be U P S E T at a couple of little brothers tonight. I sure hope they’re in good moods when they return from school.
I’m in so much trouble…
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The Sparrows are happily married, and the parents of five children. Donna and her husband Antonio are college sweethearts who also raised his seven siblings, many with special needs, for nearly two decades. Along the way they have navigated the ups and downs of being a blended, black, white, and brown family. Donna celebrates each day of blessings and embraces her family’s “interraciality” through poetry, anecdotes, and glimpses into her beautifully chaotic life on her blog at www.ThisNest.com
Oh my gosh, that is a mess. I feel your pain. I remember peanut butter on a red velvet sectional and red carpet in our bar in Anchorage. There were many more of which you were a part. Still, I feel sorry for you right now. I love you so much.