It's one of those days that makes me wish bedtime immediately followed breakfast. Mine or the kids, it really doesn't matter. We had our first time out exactly 11 minutes after getting out of bed. I can't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of some of the conversations today, though.
After explaining to Connor that he hasn't been respectful, obedient, or really even nice, he looks at me and says "Can you buy me a toy at the store?"
I was serenaded by a chorus of "I hate my house. I hate this bathroom. I hate everything. But I don't hate God..."
At least they have their priorities in order. Sometimes you just have to laugh to drown out the screaming. And all of the mama's said...Amen.
Oh my! It's usually hard for me to remember those days of mothering young children, but your post brought them "back" with a rush.ReplyDelete
I remember writing an article titled "Moms Are People Too!" when my children were ages 1 1/2 and 3. Looking back, I smile at all the frustration and fatigue and give GOD so much glory for GROWING me along with my precious offspring.
Today I am an empty nester with both kids (and 2 grandbabies)living out-of-state. How I LONG to be closer to them geographically, but how I praise GOD for the emotional closeness we share.
You're doing a great job Mom in this short season...enjoy.