I forgot how tired I am when I finally get home and how much my legs ache
I forgot how much Miss C does not appreciate going to after school care
I forgot how much I love 4 year olds!
I forgot how little I feel like cooking after spending 6 hours with 23, 4 year olds and driving 45 kms to get home.
I remember how good it feels to sit down dead tired after a slapped together dinner (check out Hoppo Bumpo's dinner tale) with the telly on and do some stitching! I'll be sleeping like a baby tonight! Goodnight