Our two youngest, just 1 year & 11 months apart in age, are double trouble. They are Batman & Robin to a T. If one is into something, you can guarantee that the other is involved, or shortly behind. Today has been a rainy morning, and the little ones have been into plenty of trouble. Two minutes of silence, and I round the corner to find them both completely naked, and laughing while playing w/ an icepack. <insert mommy smile> No harm done, glad they were having fun. My husband likes to ask me all the time, “weren’t you watching them?” Of course, but a girl needs a 120 second potty break every few hours, right? Typically they are accompanying me, and I’m quickly realizing why I’m okay w/ that.
Around an hour later, I hear giggles coming from the front of the house.. They had gotten into the basket of outerwear in the entryway closet and were playing dress up. Ashlyn said they were hoping to go outside. Yes, in the rain. Well, at least they were mix & matched dressed for the occasion.
Shortly thereafter… My phone was ringing and these same two monkeys that were referenced above were warned, “mommy has a phone call, I need you to be quiet for me”.. Ha! Quiet they were.. Entirely too quiet. They must think mommy needs more entertainment in her life. A couple of minutes into the call and I look up to see a flurry of “snow”. In the house. Not real snow, of course, that’d be silly. Teeny, tiny pieces of styrofoam from the very bottom of an artificial plant. Clingy, static infused styrofoam at that. Ashlyn made eye contact and quickly fled the scene. Apparently the silent, yet ‘I mean business’ glare saying, “you are in SO much trouble, missy” came through loud and clear. Her brother continued joyfully, on the other hand. I finished up my call, maybe lasting 5 mins, and this is the aftermath & second “snowball fight” scene to hit our house in the last couple of weeks. Sorry artificial tree, I’m over you. You & your luring, mischief enticing self is outta here. (well, at least into a location sans toddlers) Please excuse the very characterized hardwood floors… That’s another project in another day.. lol
It was clung w/ static so bad to his hair, I had to take the vacuum hose to him! lol
While I was vacuuming up the snowball mess, little buddy decided he didn’t have ALL the orneriness out of him yet;
Did I mention this all happened before noon today??… lol Parenting is tough. Sometimes days feel like the only thing you’ve accomplished is moving from cleaning up one mess to another (quite often the case!). However, I’m so thankful that I am at a place in life, in my faith walk, as a mother, that I can find the joy (most of the time) in these situations. My children are healthy, they have a home, and they are loved. These are the things that matter. God shapes us to grow in all areas of our life, and children just help that process along. Today? Mine was patience and laughter. How about you? 🙂
I love these two quotes;
“Joy is the infallible sign of the presence of God.” ― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
“Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.” ― Marianne Williamson