When I was in high school I slept through my homemaking class. Ha! Like I'm gonna sew when I stay at home with my kids! Why do I need to learn to bake? Cleaning supplies? Whatever is cheapest right? When I have children, we're going to spend endless laughing days at the park, quiet reading time every night, and my children will be taught from the get- go how to put toys away.
Okay stop Laughing now. I'm starting to regret all those naps (and miss them too). At times I feel my chaotic-ly run home is quite sub par. Maybe I should have listened to my mom and gone to school more. [Mom stop gloating]. Then I could have a fashionably cute, well baked, well managed home today.
OR
Maybe homemaking is relative. Like calories. And debt.
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