These days Benjamin and I have an ongoing fight on the changing table. I thought I had rock-solid changing skills: I use the "tent" system to avoid sprays, I use the tie-down to avoid falls, etc. Not so fast. His excited kicking has become so forceful that I am no longer able to hold his legs while changing the diaper. He kicks out of my grip sending me into anxious screams. We've been "this close" to a mess. I don't like messes. I'd post a video, but I'm not looking for a lawsuit...
Speaking of lawsuits... I HAVE to take the Bar Exam in July. Yuck. Studying is not fun, but I have begun. There are over 100 lessons averaging an estimated time of four hours each. Well, SURPRISE! Today I found out that the 3-4 hour lessons will most likely take me 5 hours...6 hours if I create my own derivative outline.
Lord help me.
"Yes, Jennifer, I am here to help you!"
"Thank you, God. What is your solution?"
"Jennifer, many years ago, I created a mother's fantasy called, 'Mother's Day Out.' It will perfectly meet your needs. Oh yes, and I - regrettably - created the IRS. They will send you a check to pay for this Mother's Day Out program I have provided for you. This is my Easter gift to my Jewish children."
Okay, so this is the spiritual conversation that took place in my head, but, alas, Benjamin will be starting Mother's Day Out sometime in the next week or two. Isn't it wonderful how God really does provide in the most unexpected ways?
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