Sunday

I’ve been practicing my hand at cartooning, specifically for the girls.  No real reason, just that I like exercising the opposite side of my brain.  I feel like I haven’t been creative enough.

I’ve been kind of worn out.  This weekend I just didn’t want to do anything.  And the amount of times Nova calls for me sometimes sets my teeth on edge.  “Mom.  Mom.  Mom.  Mom.  MOM.  Mom.  Mom.”  Seriously, I cannot count how many times she wants my attention and it gets tiresome.  Sometimes I wonder about me.  I like my silence and peace.  I don’t recommend divorce, unless you have to – but I am glad for my days off, not caring for children.  I am glad I get to work and people call me by my actual name.  Love is not telling your kids how much they annoy you.

We went to Michaels today.  Nova had found a fabric painting kit and we had no shirts, so we went and got some basic white t-shirts.  When it comes to anything artsy, as much as I may not want to put in the effort, I will.  I think it’s good for kids to practice art in all forms.  It’s one thing I’m proud of in my parenting, I always encourage the painting and the making of things.  We got more drawing paper and some more paints for me.  But alas, if I paint, they want to paint, and sometimes I want to paint alone.  Maybe tomorrow.

Author: ~R

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