For the last few weeks I have been home more with the boys than I ever have.  I have played with them more, eaten with them more, punished them more, and tried to get things done while taking care of them.  I have a new (and unbelievably high) respect now for my wife as a mother.  I knew she did a lot to make this house function, but there are more things everyday where I find myself falling behind and not getting things done.  I find myself loosing patience and sort of feeling like I am going crazy.  I realize how horrible of a mother I would be.  I can barely get dressed without going crazy and loosing one of the boys.

I had a very involved mom, and I grew up being able to do all the things a kids schedule could allow.  I played baseball, had friends over, went on field trips and never realized all the effort that was put into my life.  I was always allowed to be myself, no matter how problematic or annoying that may have been.  I was able to have friends and be involved in as much stuff as I could possibly handle and now looking back, I don’t know how it was all possible.  Mothers make most of that stuff happen and I have no idea how.  So, with that, Happy Mother’s Day Mom, thanks for all you did for me growing up, and for all you continue to do.

Today, at our house, we are celebrating Kristin and all that she does.  She is the hardest worker I have ever seen.  She is the most caring mother I have seen, and loves our boys more than I could type.  I don’t know how she does it and I’m a little afraid to ask because I don’t want to find out she is some sort of super computer robot or something weird.  The boys and I are unbelievably lucky to have her in our lives.  Everyday I realize how little I could accomplish without her.  I just hope that some of the things I do help her a little.  

Happy Mother’s Day Kristin.  You are nothing short of perfect for our family, and I can’t imagine life without you.  Even if you are a super computer robot.