Children are a blessing

I was momentarily inspired to write, but it seems to have passed. Our computers are located in the same room as the TV. All of the children gather 'round the TV in the evenings and argue over who gets to play next. Arguing over gaming systems is the favorite pastime of the youth in the house. It's very irritating. This is why I lose any inkling of inspiration once I enter the room.

I used to really like silence, as I recall.

This morning, as Tim and I were working out, (We have this fantastic home gym out in a bay of the garage) Three of the 4 children came out and began to help themselves to the equiptment. I couldn't get to any of the things I was wanting to use because of the children. On the one hand, I want to encourage them to excercise. On the other hand, I want to pursue my own fitness in peace. And quiet. But, NO. I gave up and chose to do push-ups in the living room.

I'm growing very fond of public schooling. When will they take the kids back? Monday?

Just right now I need to take a minute and pray for Jenine, who has 8 children. I'll bet she hasn't had a moment to herself in 18 years.
To think, I have always wanted lots of children, too.

Oh, dear. I have to go put these little miracles in bed, so I can think.