I’m convinced tables in the living room are meant for cutting open little boys’ faces, no matter how rounded the corners are or how chubby the little boys’ faces!
All in a day’s time, we might see a cut by the eye, a pitcher of sweet tea spilled in the fridge, an unhealthy lunch of PB&J, Fritos and root beer, a hefty library fine, too much t.v. and to top it all off, a sincere moment of creative energy while making snowball cookies. (Yes, this is from experience.)
Actually, the day wasn’t all bad; it just fell during a busy time of year. But when do we not have all sorts of projects running, ideas brimming and multiple things to be doing? What I sense, though, is that if we pause and feel deeply (even with hands covered in oily cookie dough), we can give sincere acknowledgment to the kids, answer a question politely and laugh heartily at any given moment.
Children are wonderful reflections of ourselves. Mine have done a great job of showing me how short I’ve been when talking with them. How many weeks will it take to undo that example?
In the midst of near chaos, why sudden creative inspiration? Perhaps it’s my idea that’s relevant to my current situation, but I do believe that it is a divine message to enjoy where I am right now as a mother. While doing so, I should have fun, set a good, positive example for my kids and possibly a good example for other mothers, too.
You just never know what’s going to come your way, whether it be seen as good or bad. No matter what it is, if you’re a parent, there are little eyes watching you to see how they should react when it’s their turn.
I need more practice.