A Corner Table in My World

To many people it will have seemed as though the Corner Table Family simply disappeared off the face of the planet in 2018. At least so far as our blog presence suggests anyways. You’ll have seen us online if we’re connected on Facebook, and if we’re connected IRL you’ll know that though we’ve been quieter, we are alive and kicking. 2017 was, to be blunt, a killer year for us. It was full of extreme highs: Little Sister’s wedding, Little Prince’s arrival, and Baby Bee’s birth to name a few. But it was highlighted by a number of extreme lows. Little Prince’s Spring birth and the fear and uncertainty that clung to us like living shadows for months after. Grandpa’s accident on the farm last fall and the outright terror we experienced during the days immediately following. Auntie Ell’s declining health throughout the year, and her eventual death in December. Then just before Christmas the foundation of our world here in the Corner Table House was rocked to the cor...

Maybe it's a cliche.  Maybe it's common sense.  Maybe it's wishful thinking.   Whatever it is, it is the truth.   Some days are just harder than others.  Some mornings you wake up and from the moment you open your eyes everything goes right.  There are no crying children, or broken glasses.  Missing socks and hiding backpacks are non-existent on those days.  Everything goes according to schedule, no one is late or confused or completely absentminded.... And then there are days like today.   Okay, so nothing has gone horribly, painfully wrong.  Just nothing has really gone well either.  Between the kids fighting more because they are tired and not wanting to do anything at all, and me feeling a bit sick and tired too the morning was something, well, something best forgotten. :(  The afternoon hasn't been that stellar so far either. In anycase, I guess I can only hope that tomorrow is better.  Or at...

Bah! It's that time of year again people. All three kids are sick to some degree, and of course none of them have the same "symptoms!"  It's a pain in the ass but I guess that's what's expected this time of year. Running noses, fluctuating fevers, throwing up and, uh, yeah... It's gross.  I hate it because I'm the one who has to deal with it, but what else can I do? Send them to Grandma's!! Not much actually.  I was just getting ready for bed and 12:30 last night when the phone rang; Mom was calling to tell me that Baby was sick.  Then I got a text this morning from Auntie - Zona was sick too.  Zack's nose has been running for two days, so that was no surprise to hear at noon, but seriously - the update's couldn't have waited?  There was no emergency.  No one expected me to go dashing out of my class, run home and get my van and then speed out to the farm to take care of babies.  So then when I do get the kids back what do you thin...