There will come a time when you will return to the scene of the crime. The one place where you lost control. . .where chaos reigned. . .where complete strangers asked if you needed help. . .where one child ran away laughing while you ran after him (not laughing) with the other child tucked under your arm like a football.
You will return with a picnic in tow. . .pulled by the child that ran from you laughing. And, that child WILL GET HIS OWN LUNCH OUT OF THE COOLER WITHOUT NEEDING ANY ASSISTANCE FROM YOU!
Your children will play in the sand box and share. . .and not throw sand.
And, they will wash their own hands and put on their own shoes when it is time to go home.
You will sit on a bench and think to yourself. . .dang, this is SO EASY. . .because it is.
Heck, you could have even brought a magazine. . .
And you’ll smile knowingly at the other moms with two year olds. . .and whisper a prayer of thanksgiving.