I had a different post planned for today, but all I can seem to muster up for you is two words…
My house is being overrun by a jungle…
It’s the 5th grade last hoorah party this Friday…and I’m tired of thinking about it.
Tired of worrying about whether I’ve got enough stuff.
Tired of worrying about what the parents and other committee members will think.
It’s silly, right?
The kids would have fun in a cardboard box.
Why should I worry about what the parents think?
Why do I do that to myself?
All that matters is that the kids have fun.
And they will.
I know they will.