:::Busy:::

We have three children ages three and under. 

Life with three children is one thing.  

Life with a three year old, two year old and three month old is another and can be summed up in one word... busy. 

Yes. 

BUSY. 

When they wake up and want breakfast, it's busy.  They are famished.  Starving the very minute they roll out of the bed. 

Each morning while they eat breakfast I unload the dishwasher from the night before.  If that is the only time I unload the dishwasher in a day, I consider myself fortunate.

After breakfast, they get dressed and it's like chasing loose zoo animals.  Kayt sees absolutely NO need to primp her hair, much less comb it.  Noah typically dresses himself in some sort of uniform.  And then he changes to another uniform.  And minutes after, he changes to yet another uniform.  He changes so, so, so many times during the day.  I cannot even count.  I have tried to limit his clothes changing, but well... it has not really worked.  And I don't harp it too much.  He is happy.  And he is so literal that to assume a roll, he must dress the part.  I feel that when I limit him too much, I crush who he is and who he is becoming.  So I let him change over and over and over and over....

Lunchtime = busy

Cleanup = busy

Oh, and in between these things I have a nursing three month old to tend to. 

And then comes nap time.  Sweet, sweet nap time.  But nap time, too, is busy. Because there are clothes to wash, laundry to fold, floors to sweep, emails to return, a job that I do from home to keep up with, a baby to hold and many other things that require upkeep.
Busy.
And sometimes... on really special day... I give myself twenty or thirty minutes to rest. I actually time it. 

Then there is dinner to prepare.

And then the kiddos wake up and there is snack time.  

And play time. 

And more dress up time. 

See, I tell you it's busy. 

But for me, busy = fun.  

It keeps me on my toes. 

We also have Bible study to attend, play dates to participate in, and errands to run.  

So for all of my friends out there with three children (or more), you can feel a sister here. 

Right?

And for all of my other friends, see what you have to look forward to? 

Busy days.

Fun days.

I love my three busy-bodies. 

And I am thankful that they are busy and that they keep me busy. 

Because busy is fun and busy is blessed!