After this post, from back in May, about a *ahem* “clear message”, I’m still kinda laughing. I thought I was on a role with helping in the Kindergarten class at church. But hello Baby3! Maybe it’s just as well that I didn’t know about the pregnancy at the time of the meeting. I may have backed down from helping out or lightened my load in some way, shape or form.
I’m still on board for helping…for a short amount of time. Come January, things will change for me. And that’s okay to. It just goes to show that my own control over life is very limited.
If only a minivan would arrive in as much of a surprising manner as Baby3….