Sometimes we are grateful for a day when it comes, sometimes we are grateful for a day when it leaves.

Mornings usually make me happy.

They mean a new day.  "With no mistakes in it." (Anne Shirley)

And a new day today means yesterday will never be back again.

Which makes me happy.

Not that it was a bad day, just lots of little things happening to create lots of enmity between us.

Like Faye's digestion problems.  Diarrhea and my little girl are not a good combo.  (TMI?  Sorry.) 

Lots of little boys playing here was so fun for Keith.  But several broken glasses later, I found all my olive oil spilled on the floor and a few plates of food completely wasted.  These things don't make me happy.  I had to go into my bedroom and breathe deeply for a few minutes before heading back out to remedy the problem.

Keith decided instead of coloring he would eat the crayons.  By the time I got there the casualties were great and the other boys were wondering what they were going to color with.


*Sigh* 

I am so happy to have my little man back with me.  But quoting my mother here, sleepovers seem like a good idea until the next morning when trying to deal with a child who had not slept the whole night.  Yikes!

Comments

Em said…
Those are the days when tomorrow looks really good
August 18, 2010 at 11:21 AM
Susan Anderson said…
Sleepovers with young kids, to my recollection, are rarely a good thing...

But this, too, shall pass.

=)
August 18, 2010 at 12:37 PM
mub said…
I'm not sure crayons would be my first choice for a snack, but maybe they're low calorie ;)
August 19, 2010 at 4:26 AM
Francisca and Chris said…
Keith and Harmon could get into a lot of trouble together!
August 19, 2010 at 9:33 PM
Emmy said…
:). Yes there is a reason kids go to bed early, it is good for us all
August 19, 2010 at 10:10 PM
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