Thursday, December 13, 2012

this is me.


Seriously.
And throw in the fact that I spend 7 hours a day with 20 small children who are constantly no more than 6 inches away from me... or touching me...
Then it becomes at least 55 minutes a day. Or more.

This is all much to the dismay of my "sit by me, rub my foot, hold my hand, snuggle with me" husband.
Physical touch is definitely his love language.
I'm pretty sure "get your freakin' hands off me" isn't speaking his language.
Bummer.

4 comments:

Mari ❤ SaimaaLife said...

This was good - thanks! I just woke up. Both of my small children are still sleeping and while drinking my morning coffee I just thought how nice (and important) it is to have my own 25 minutes (or at least 15) per day :)

The Sieberts said...

i had to smile because this is just how i feel most days :)

Ben said...

i'm laughing because i just had this conversation with my husband the other night. :)

Danielle said...

How did I miss this post?! So funny!!! How many times have we discussed this? Where did we find these wonderful guys who speak that crazy love language?!