I was really hoping that today I could write about how I was thankful that the three little kids took a 2-hour nap all at exactly the same time or maybe how Keeleigh finished all of her schoolwork in record time and asked to do more or maybe how a maid service stopped by and said I'd won free cleanings for a year. But guess what? None of those things happened. Not even close. In fact, pretty much the opposite happened.
It was nearly 9 o'clock before we got up and going this morning and after 10 before we even started school. Our first subject--language--took forever because we had to make a preliminary outline for Keeleigh's research report and that involves writing--Keeleigh's least favorite thing--and I'm a mean mama and made her write in cursive. Plus I had to be really involved in helping her so I tried to get the boys to play in their room while Piper slept but all they want to do is be with us. They ended up sitting at the table doing school, too, until they decided they wanted to graffiti our soon-to-be-disposed-of pumpkin. I sat it in the floor and let them draw on it and poke holes in it with a pencil for as long as it entertained them, ha ha!
Then came lunch. And that's where I feel like melting down every. single. day. I hate lunch so much! Why, why, why must we eat? And right in the middle of the day when we've just gotten into the swing of things! And then there's nothing good to eat. Sandwiches? Yuck. Soup? Can't find my favorite in the store anymore. Salad? Sure if I want to be hungry again in an hour. Everything else? Takes too long and we've gotta get back to work! These are the thoughts running through my head and I'm pretty sure my eyes are crossing and my lip is twitching and steam is starting to come out of my ears and then I've been thinking too long because now they're all saying they're hungry including Piper who needs me NOW. Yeesh.
Then the boys decided not to take a nap. That's all I have to say about that.
But we made it through the day and ended up having plenty of time to play on the playground and enjoy a great supper--so much less stressful than LUNCH! And now the boys have fallen asleep early. Here's hoping they aren't just taking a nap and wake up at midnight feeling refreshed.
All I can think of right now is that I'm thankful for mercy. I'm thankful that I don't have to be perfect or have perfect days. "It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:22-23) I would never describe this life as easy but I am not consumed! I get to get up in the morning and do it all again and yes, I think that's a good thing. = )