Patience
There are days where I need to borrow somone else’s patience. Today is one of them. I don’t understand what happens. Oh wait, I know what happens. What happens is the "witching hours" arrive. You know those. In my house they are from 3:30pm till 8:30pm. Those 5 hours each day are a test of my mommy patience. Lord, give me strength.
I used to be completely anal about keeping the house "perfect". Bwahahaha. Now, I’m excited if we have clean clothes to wear and clean dishes to eat off of. I figure I’ve got about 14 more years before the house is mine again.
Gasp ! Did you know that kids are really kids ? That instead of sitting nicely on the bench they will dig a 3ft deep hole in a 4 ft tall sandpile and try to dive in it head first . I’m sure that my daughter is tired of hearing the phrase "you are a little girl". LOL. I’m warping my kid. She had on the prettiest flower dress today and was neck deep in sand when I proclaimed the aforementioned phrase. Why can’t I relax over things like that ? Why can’t I tell myself that the dress is washable and to just let her have fun with all the other little BOYS. wahh. I wanted a princess.
Tennis and workout were both great today. My partner said something to me that really made an impact. (She is finding that out right now. lol.) We were discussing the times of the games in the tournament that we are playing in on Wednesday. When I pointed out that we probably wouldn’t have to worry about the last game because it is the championship game she said, "then why are we playing if we are not playing to win it all". (or something close to that) Really made me think. I’m going to be making plans to have someone else pick up my children that day because I’m going to be playing in a late game.
Peace out, babycakes.
