Trip to the Carnival

There has been so many things happening lately, I have found it difficult to spend time just relaxing with the kids.  I think any mother overwhelmed with life’s demands has a hard time balancing priorities and I am no different.  There seem to be so many that need my attention.  Real priorities, not the self imposed type that we often think we have.  And with that can come a whole lot of guilt when the needs of my children are put on hold. 

Now maybe some would scoff and say that my children are fed and clothed and even loved, so what’s the worry.  And to them I would say, children should have the opportunity to be children.   Soon enough they will be adults, with all the pressures of adulthood and the sorrow and troubles that life brings.  So for now, they shouldn’t have to encounter these things in such large proportions.  Not while they still have an idealistic view of the world.

Don’t misunderstand, I am not suggesting that children should never face the realities and hardships in life, I just think that they need to see equal, or greater amounts of joy.

And now I’m getting off my soapbox.

So in my attempt to bring my children some joy in the midst of sorrow, I wasted an obscene amount of money at this carnival.  And I tell you, it was worth every penny. 

My baby girl went on her first big girl ride.  I almost cried.