Out at dinner the other night I had a flashback.
I saw a mom with three young children come in to eat. That is one of the hardest things to do. Not the eating part, but the "I have to go to the bathroom" part. You have to drag all three kids with you. I came back one time and our food had been cleared!
I felt for that mom. She carted all three of those little ones back and forth at least twice. I wanted to tell her, "It gets better!"
They were precious younger but I'm glad I'm past it. (Side note: It's sad that this is one of the only pictures I have of me and all 3 of the boys - guess I'm the one taking the pics all the time...)
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