“How can there be too many children? That is like saying there are too many flowers.”
For moms of many.... (Author Unknown)
An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.
I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.
He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then
followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in
the corner and fell asleep. An hour later, he went to the door, and I
let him out.
The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and
resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.
This continued off and on for several weeks.
Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who
the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that
almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'
The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to
his collar: 'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 -
he's trying to catch up on his sleep..
Can I come with him tomorrow?'
One last personal story.
One evening I called a friend of mine who also has six children. After talking to her for more than a few minutes I asked her how it is that she hadn't been interrupted yet, and better yet, why is it so quiet on her end of the phone. I could almost hear her smiling as she told me that she was sitting in her van reading the newpaper. What? Why in the van? She said that when she came home with her kids a little while ago, she stayed in the van when they all got out. She said eventually they would find her, but until then she had some "free time."
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