This has been my day summed up in one word:
I type this as a certain little screaming child wipes her snotty tears on my elbow. I'm really not trying to push her away......at all. She desperately needs a Popsicle.
Popsicles hush all children. Didn't you know?
You know, every once in awhile I like to take an inventory of motherhood. Especially on days like this.
I have these three little people who follow me around ALL day long and I need to be looking in the mirror sometimes, because they are certainly mirroring ME.
At any moment of the day, one can see one of these mirrors standing in front of baby dolls, teaching their bible studies.
Check Plus! That's a good one.
Or at another moment of any given day, one can see one of these mirrors softly telling each other they love them or do they need anything?
Check! That's a really good one.
I'm thinking it's just not a good thing, when the two year old mirror stands on top of the playground set shouting on the top of her lungs to the other children, "Be Quiet! You maka my ed tin!" (Translation: Your making my head spin)
Oh yes, she did.
And the momma who ever so gently told me that my child was RUDE. The dirty look I gave her was definitely another...
Or when you are at a stoplight and a certain five year old mirror screams at the car in front of you, "Hurry it up guy!".
Double check minus.
But there's nothing like the seven year old mirror shouting in your ear while you are on the phone trying to decline an invitation politely, "No, we don't have anything going on!!!"
Triple check minus.
But motherhood is just awesome!
Who doesn't love to pull out a laundry basket filled with PLAY DOUGH?
Markers left open stuck between cushions on the couches?
Find Sippy cups buried in toys, filled with milk that's...five days old?
The Little People Village dancing in her shower?
Syrup on the walls....
These are the days....or so I'm told.
Thank goodness there really isn't an inventory or even worse, an audit!!