Those of you who do not know us in real life are unaware that we are suffering a viral disaster.

The mom got sick first!

Of all things!  And y’all, I got it bad.  I thought I was dyin’.  It was pathetic.

I’m over it now, but, this is so weird to have already had the bug I am expecting my kids to all fall victim to.  (bad grammar, I know, did I mention I’ve been ill?)

Sally Mae, my faithful nurse and comforter when ill, is the second to succumb.

Anyhow, so today I am cleaning bathrooms and making sure that other cleaning is taking place, accomplished by folks who are doomed not yet ill.

Blah, blah, blah y’all have all gone through this, but my eldest son said to me something a mother waits her whole career to hear.

I had Tex organize the lower kitchen cupboards because … well… you know how they get.  Stuff was falling out of ‘em and I couldn’t find the things I wanted.  Tex is a grand organizer.  He did a great job.  Then he gave me this pearl of wisdom.  He said,

“Now, if people will just put things back where they belong…”

I can die a happy mom!

My efforts have not been in vain!

My work here is done!

I know, I should give that cowboy a haircut, then my work is done.  Oh yeah, and the other children may need a touch more guidance and instruction.  Oh forget it.  A mother’s work is never done, huh?

Do I dare add a category labeled Tongue in Cheek?