tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329331.post9050833027674466313..comments2008-05-02T09:47:00.139-06:00Clinthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02987107424050752870noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329331.post-66548882016239477442008-05-02T09:09:00.000-06:002008-05-02T09:09:00.000-06:00I am trying to take a new approach... Enjoy it. It will end and you will miss your kids. What does it really matter if you don't make it to all of those things. <BR/>I use to get frustrated like that all of the time, but I decided I was the one to make all of those choices. What was I complaining about. My kids were healthy enough to play sports, I was enjoying the comfort of the gospel, we are self sufficient. Clint these are all blessings. Take them as such, not as burdens. <BR/><BR/>I know you probably wanted empathy. I usually do. But I looked at others I was complaining to, and they didn't have healthy kids, or money to have them in sports, or the gospel, or a job. Most of my burdens are self imposed. <BR/><BR/>I certainly understand, I am in the throws of the same schedule. Smile. Life is to precious. Sure love you, and wish you were near so I could see your kids play soccer and baseball.Rachaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13859544680614311656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20329331.post-59405892397432135692008-05-01T15:40:00.000-06:002008-05-01T15:40:00.000-06:00I totally know where you're coming from. Can you imagine being a single parent?<BR/><BR/>Hey, can you fit in doing me a favor? tee heeMelindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11906793701944058628noreply@blogger.com