But what about if you are dealing with an aging family member (parent, grandparent, aunt, or uncle)? What do you say and look for when your food fights are with your elders, not your children?
One day I will have a clean floor, but today my sock stuck to dried fruit juice, milk, and a science experiment gone wrong. One day my house will smell of Magnolia candles, but today I smell dirty diapers, poor toilet aim, and Lysol. One day I will finish a load of laundry from washing to hanging up, but today I am pretty sure those clothes have been sitting in the basket (clean) for nine days.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would sit down to write this post. Actually, I used to dream about it, but I let that dream go and became content with my reality -- that I would only have one child. Shortly after my son turned four, I purged just about all of the baby clothes and gear.
Disclaimer :: This post was sponsored by Lone Star Family Farm, but Fort Worth Mom Blog’s very own Elisa wrote this piece. Ready to celebrate fall with pumpkins, corn mazes, and more? Come and join...