The other day I told the kids to get out of the kitchen. That's right, I sent them away. So much for learning experiences and togetherness. I was tired of tripping over them and their stuff....they stepped just over the threshold of the kitchen door and set up camp. Not exactly what I was thinking.
I talk about this sometimes overwhelming physical attachment that our children have to us like I don't like it. Really, I am just prone a bit to drama myself and so I talk about it this way. Really I love it (except when I don't). It makes me laugh. And it fills my affection cup all the time.
But seriously, I was watching those gorillas thinking, "Now there's a mama that knows how I feel."