Picket Fence Post

Saw this YouTube video on The MotherHood web site.

I cannot and will not say that it reminds me of any of the Mother’s Days I celebrated on behalf of my own mom when I was a kid (right, Mom?). And it certainly could never remind my own family of me (I’m just a peach on Mother’s Day, just ask The Spouse, he’ll tell you what a passive aggressive peach I am).

But I’m sure, in some families, this video will hit close to home. Happy Mother’s Day!

I’m on a hamster wheel. And I can’t seem to get off of it.

I usually block out — probably for self-preservational purposes — how absolutely loony the springtime can get when you have three kids who play sports. I was deluded into thinking that I actually had a handle on things, at least between January and early March, when the only real holidays are Valentine’s Day and the start of the spring training. You don’t have to send cards to anyone, make special meals or buy gifts to celebrate the fact that baseball’s back.

Then spring officially arrived. And all hell broke loose.

On Sunday, the Spouse and I had to sit down with spreadsheets, calendars, four bottles of Advil and a bottle of Merlot in order to figure out the next few weeks, schedule-wise. (We’re still scraping the ceiling following my head explosion.) Take this week’s nuttiness:

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