Conversation: fighting like children

We are building a home. We are raising three little children.
Its exhausting, exhilirating, tiresome, mind-numbing……it’s what WE have chosen to do. We like trouble, we take risks…..they just don’t appear to us to be either trouble or risks when we jump into them.
Who knows, maybe they aren’t!
Maybe it is all fun and beautiful like we first thought it would be. (Plus we never do our maths in time)

A: People fight like such small children at work…. the plumber, painter, carpenter, mason
N: :Hmmm
A: Well, even we fight like small children over the house, don’t we?
N: :(she smiles)
A: You don’t take enough interest in the house
N: You spend one hour with the kids everyday, being all lovey-dovey. I spend one hour with the house everyday, pretending to care about the tiles and stone
A: What!
N: My project is the kids, your project is the house. We treat each other’s project the same way…..little contribution, full interference (she smiles widely)
A: ha ha ha!

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About mydaughtersmum

"Because I'm a Tinker. That's who I am. Tinkers fix things. But I can't do it alone." (Pause for lots of action. Group Action......) "You did it, Tinker, you saved Spring!" I also have three children, one marriage, a million friends and one life.
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