Sometimes we get all caught up in the moment.
A simple series of unfortunate events turns into a bad day....then a bad weekend...then you start worrying about BROAD topics like if you're raising caring and compassionate kids or if you're paying too much for preschool tuition (you want HOW MUCH for him to go to PREschool??).
This happened to us a few weeks ago. It started with a sleepless night for our teething baby Beau. It continued with a grumpy Jack at soccer, which sent me over the edge because "what are we paying for if you're just going to stand in the middle of the field and pout."
We arrive home to dog puke on the rug and spilled orange juice all over the kitchen.
As I'm wiping the sticky floor, I realize the laundry list of things that needs to be completed before we have Beau's Baptism.
Meanwhile, Jack is like a ping pong ball around the house making demands and threats.
Then there was the shattered back glass of the SUV - for no apparent reason - and a car company that said it wasn't under warranty.
And don't even mention the fact that no one wanted to take a nap (except me) and no one wanted to apologize for anything (Lucky?? Jack?? Anybody??).
All of this...on the day we are to take family photos.
It was a rough day that needed to end......or start over. I couldn't figure out which one I wanted.
<Siiiiiiigh>
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We were having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
For real.
We needed to rally. We needed to pull this sh*tshow together and make the best of our series of unfortunate events.
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We were having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
For real.
We needed to rally. We needed to pull this sh*tshow together and make the best of our series of unfortunate events.
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Then....then, someone shed some new light on us.
We needed a new perspective and we needed to remember what was important.
Moreover, *I* needed to remember what was important.
Here's my healthy dose of reality, thanks to Shannon Drawbaugh:
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