Is it wrong that the first thing I thought to say/sing when put on the spot by Riley…with her iPod in my face… asking me to sing something for the little talking cat app to repeat back was, “I like big butts and I cannot lie?”
Is it wrong that I had Seth watch an episode of Hoarders last week in an effort to help him find the inspiration to clean his room?
Is it wrong to be reading five books at the same time, when I should be cleaning/teaching/writing/and or practicing for a presentation I’m giving this weekend?
Does it make it better that one of those books is for the homeschool book group I facilitate for ten year olds, and the group meets Thursday at my house?
Is it wrong that someone who is facilitating a homeschool book group for 1o year olds sings Sir Mix-a-Lot (only the first line) to her 12 year old?
Is it wrong to be blogging when I have so much to do?
Is it wrong to be taking pictures of Seth and Jingle instead of all those things?
Is it wrong not to care that Riley’s iPod got its face smashed when she took it on a bike ride(cause she totally rides a bike now, like it’s nothing)? Is it wrong to love that she and Seth worked on collages instead of videos last night because of this? Is it wrong to make her wait a few days/weeks before getting it fixed, (yes we have a warranty)?
Is it wrong to ask “is it wrong” so much?
I thought so.
I love you and everything about you.
Thank you Carrie. If you can love me after this post, I guess you’re a lifer.
For every *wrong* there is a *RIGHT*. I can find all the *rights* in this post. Can you?
Mandi in Vancouver
If 2 wrongs make a right, you are in fine shape! Even if they don’t, you are doing just fine.
I wanna be a lifer, too!
Nothing wrong. Only real. And that’s better than anything.
Not wrong, just different, unique, special.