What is it like to be an adult?

My kids want to know. Tara looks at me all serious today.

It's 7 o'clock in the morning. I haven't even had my first cup of coffee when Tara says, "How do you take care of yourself?"

I sit in silence for a minute. For one, I don't really understand the question. For another, how should I respond? (This could be an all day discussion)

So I am still sitting there, in silence, and I look over at Triston.
He was sitting there quietly, looking at me waiting for me to answer Tara's question. The only words I could find at that moment were, "What Triston, you want to know too?" He replied, "Yes."

I don't know why they bombard me so early in the morning, before I have time to think. I told them that it is hard to take care of myself but it is even harder to take care of myself and to take care of all of them. I asked them if they thought it was hard to take care of themselves and they both replied "yes." I am surprised that they know that they are a lot of work. I should have used that opportunity to do what every other mom has done in the past...I could have said to them that I hope they one day have kids just like themselves so they will know what it is like to take care of someone just like them. I didn't though. I used the moment to admire their complex thinking.

One last picture. With all of this thinking and talking, I looked over at Addie. This is how she felt about the subject.