Simple times

Juggling kids, home, husband, work and church seems like a crazy life. But, as I sit here at working waiting for my Mom to call about my dads surgery, I can't help but reflect on life. Growing up as a teen in the 80's life was simple. We loved our MTV, ET and Michael Jordan. We lived for bold colored socks that matched every outfit and our hair moto was "the bigger the better". Pegged legged pants and pennies in our loafers, Izod shirts and large combs in our back pockets for our feathered hair. I loved my velcro walet and my Vans (I had red checkered ones with strawberries around the bottom) I idolized my older brothers because they were captains of the basketball team or the most popular in school. We drove old beater cars and hung out at the local 7-11. Yeah those where simple times. Breakfast club times. Now I watch Spongebob and Elmo, I sing "I love you" (barney). I am lucky to find any socks and if I do I can't promise you they would match. My hair is usually pulled back away from my face and away from little fingers that like to pull. I have a diaper in my purse as we speak and the floor of my mini van is covered with crackers and fruit snacks. I enjoy giving my kids a bath, hugging my husband and telling scary stories in the car on long trips. I have been gifted in making the worlds best mac and cheese (thanks to Kraft) and can make a mean grilled cheese sandwhich. I still idolize my brothers but not because they are popular in school or play sports but because they are wonderful fathers of their own. I idolize them for their patience, love, and laughter. I am very proud of my brothers. Now we hang out watching football, talking about real estate and eating fried twinkies. Maybe now is more simple...I guess its all how you look at it...