One Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Remember Kids Will Be Kids

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At Atria's I have SO many incomplete blog posts that it's laughable. They're incomplete because I'll start writing them and then life happens. They're incomplete because in between my inspiration for the post and editing it, I realized that I had a sponsored post to complete. They're incomplete because some national event took precedence. They're incomplete because I realized that we needed milk, eggs, or some other essential and I just forgot about it. There are so many explanations about why they're incomplete that I could devote an entire series of posts to that. Instead, I'd like to share a post from several years ago about how my kids messed up my grandmother's birthday dinner...
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It's My Birthday!!! It's My Birthday!!!

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My birthday always reminds me that friendship is the tie that binds. After a certain age, it is entirely voluntary. So exerting the effort to maintain a friendship really needs something.

It always amazes me, and touches me when people remember my birthday. Your birthday is the only day that is uniquely yours. There's no national recognition of it. So, it is made special by the people in your life. They remind you that those whom you love feel that your birth was a blessing to them. And in turn, you are reminded of how special they are to you.

So thank you to all of you who made my birthday special. For all of you blog readers, stay tuned. The next entry will be about the most special birthday memory of them all!
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