Dear Reader –
We had a “trenches” kind of morning earlier this week.
This is where it gets tricky for me, because I want to tell you all the details of the ridiculous drama that took place in our house as we prepared for school, because here, truly, you’d be able to nod your head (especially mammas of little people) and say, “Oh heck yes, I know (or remember) those days.”
But out of respect for all the people under my roof who never chose to have a blog, some things must remain rather vague.
Let’s just say, there were over-tired people (hello. . . ME TOO) and there was an overabundance of stooooopid, yet normal and age appropriate, FREAKING OUT happening at too high a decibel. (I don’t know how much freaking out is apropos at my age, but I’m sure I hit the nail on the head as well. . . . )
And I lost my cool. I lost my noodle. I lost my *!@%.
I might have, in a very loud and not very nice voice, threatened to carry someone into school, crying or not, and still wearing pajamas, plop them in front of the teacher, and walk away.
I’m not proud of this, but I don’t feel particularly remorseful either. The offender was wrong, and I was right. (Of course.)
But this is the reality of having kids. I don’t like when we have mornings like this, and I usually walk away from them feeling a little heart-sick. Sometimes it’s just how it goes though.
Thankfully these types of shenanigans don’t happen every day. If they did, you might find me in a straight jacket instead of comfy old sweat pants every morning.
We laughed our keisters off when our brother and sister-in-law shared this video with us.
Whether you have kids or not, (They don’t, and – obvs – we do) it’s for sure worth the 7 or so minutes. (It’s very clean, as far as modern comic acts go. There are a couple itty bitty bad words in there; the s-word, and on more mild one I think – but no F-bombs. Use your own judgement if kids are within earshot.)
It’s appropriately called, “What People With No Kids Don’t Know”.
“Ah yes. People who don’t have kids. There is so much you never even knew you didn’t know,” I thought that morning as I dropped my little nuggets off at school – no one crying, red eyes gone, giggling, climbing rocks, small-talking about the scary animal dreams they have on occasion. . . . No one would ever have guessed the chaos that blew through our house 20 minutes before.
These are the times where I’m so thankful for Grace – from up above and from all these people I get to call my own.