All I know is I experienced a miracle and my evening turned out way better than it could have.
I’ve always said, “Why wasn’t this in the parenting handbook?
So I made a parenting handbook. Basically, everything I wish somebody would have told me.
They’ve seen you in your underwear.
That pretty much sums it up. How can you be an expert when the kids know you like that.
I’ve significantly turned the volume down on my frantic meter. It’s not hard to do but does take some practice and effort.
I have my off days like we all do, but my last reply to “How’s your day?”
“Satisfied to the point of being perceptibly smug.” This satisfaction/happy stuff? These are learned skills.