We have been blessed... or have we?

This weekend we were at the Rochester Public Market. During nice weather in spring, summer and fall you can typically find us there getting mass quantities of fruits and veggies. This is just another part of our routine with my husband and I each pushing our way through the masses with a double stroller... yes, two double strollers. Chad always gets first dib on the big kids. For some reason I can never remember to call dibs. I mean, you might think that it doesn't matter which kids you get but that brings us back to the eye contact... two babies draws a lot more attention that two four year olds. Nonetheless, we were there and ready to go. I typically use the stroller as a device to make my way through the crowd. Is this wrong? Quite possibly. Do I care? Not usually. If a person can't get out of the way of the double stroller after a few polite attempts I usually say screw it! Then I crash into their ankles. Of course, I immediately follow this with overwhelming apologies and explanations of my inability to maneuver such a bulky stroller and then am forgiven. Phew.  The good Catholic in me might throw in a couple of Hail Mary's later on for acting like such an idiot but honestly it gets my by. Carly has gotten to the age of sticking her leg out to the side of the stroller to kick people or maybe get some attention (remember, she is a deprived twin with twin siblings who apparently goes unnoticed... hmmm).

So this week I am being observant of the fact that we have gotten a lot of blessings over the years. Friends, family and mostly strangers bless us all the time. They act like we are saints for having so many kids. God Bless you; you must have so much patience! hmmm... sometimes... God Bless you and your beautiful family; you must have your hands full! Yes, typically....and so on. However, there is the occasional blessing in which I kind of sense a tinge of sarcasm. "God bless you!" (more like, glad it is you and not me). Well you know what I decided this weekend? Instead of my usual thoughts of wow, what a loser that person was... I am going to take all these blessings from strangers and be thankful for my absolutely amazing, far from perfect yet family. Yup, I love them all... even though we might be able to join the circus.