Wednesday Wisdom: Everything I have Learned since Tuesday

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Who says you don't learn much over the summer? Here are some of the things I have personally learned in just the past 24 hours.
1. I am too old to eat M&M's and drink half a Sunny D at night and expect to get a good night's sleep.
2. Probably nobody should drink Sunny D.
3. Spending an unexpected hour and half playing the board game, Life, with my kids is time well spent. Even if the to-do list got pushed back a day.
4. Moses always wins every game that involves money. I'd definitely invest with him.
5. Daniel should be a chef. His cream cheese, tortilla, taco seasoning creation is a-m-a-z-i-n-g.
6. If the Facebook advertisement for a Harry Potter Birthday party at the library shows that over 1,000 people are interested in this event you should probably assume over 1,000 people will be there and maybe find something else to do.
7. Lines are at least funner with friends.
8. Everyone should learn about the Enneagram. In fact, if you want to join me, I'm reading it with a group of ladies from my church. And also, I am not sure what number I am but I am 150% sure I am not an 8. 
9. It doesn't matter how much you're afraid you have failed as a mother, the littlest things can put you at ease. Like when you hear your music-snob pre-teen telling his dad about which old hymns are his favorite. And for a second everything is right with the world. 
10. You can't take too much credit for your kids and you also can't take too much blame. They are ultimately they're own unique persons with their own choices to make. 

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