Playing Zoo Keeper

I just got back from the zoo. It was one of those crazy spontaneous things that happened. My Kindergartner had a field trip this morning, and one of the moms was unable to help. So I offered to come. I wasn’t doing anything else, it was just going to be my day to unwind.

This week two of my children had birthdays (one day apart). This is always a crazy time of year with that fact alone. In addition, I also had a concert at the Middle School where I played the piano for all the choir classes. It was their year end “Pops Concert”. Also, two of my children sprang reports on me that were due the next day! I love being a mom, but sometimes some weeks are a little harder than others.

This week in particular, it seems like my life is a little like the zoo I just returned from- except the zoo was cleaner. Atleast I think my house smells a little better than the giraffe house we visited, although at times….

I take for granted all those times I’ve gone to the zoo and looked at all those animals, and not fully appreciated the work that goes into keeping all those animals in their places. There’s a lot of people helping. I’m grateful that there’s someone helping me out too, with my kids, and with my life. Not a day goes by that I don’t thank God for all his blessings. Even weeks like this last one, where it seems like I’m the zoo keeper. Still, I know there’s someone else who is in charge. He’s just given me a few of his children to watch over and take care of.