Irony
A busy day all around, and driving home in the dark, I realize I’ve missed my kids. Lots of good work done during the day, lots of love and laughter shared, but I miss those waiting for me at home. Knowing that a taste of chaos awaits me, with all of one hour to have the kids fed and in bed, I also know I don’t have time to make dinner.
At least it’s half-price burger night at Sonic. Four burgers + two fries = 5 hungry bodies fed for under $15. Plus, I don’t have to cook and can make the conference call. I know. We cringe at the thought of what the “beef” might include, but we don’t do this terribly often. Well, maybe more often than I’d like to admit . . .
Sitting at the table, realizing this is the first glass of water I’ve had all day, I notice our icon in the middle of the table. A family-size bottle of ORGANIC ketchup. Yep. Sonic on our plates, served with a side of organic ketchup.
I let the kids excitedly talk to me all at once. I feel too much caffeine pulsing through my system. Somehow I manage to get three of four kids in bed while participating in the conference call. I love my family.
It’s the effort that counts, right? 
