I first noticed this when I was sitting in the car waiting for Neill to be finished at the dentist and was working on a post for this very blog and I was going on about how waiting in the car with a 3 year old and a 1 year old can either go really well or really bad and I was saying how this time was one of the good times when BAM good times over total colossal melt down begins and there you have it the good time turns bad and the dramatics in my mind begins. But then a whole 3 minutes later and I look at Kaleb who is obviously just bored out of his skull sitting there smiling and Kenzie who had just been screaming bloody murder sound a sleep and BAM bad time turns to perfect moment! So really overall the wait in the car today was a great one! Kaleb was hilarious and informs me that his father was a very bad boy today while I was at the barn and was coloring ALL over the walls and that he should be in trouble. I couldn't help but let a giggle out at that! Then to help ease his boredom he helped me clean up the car a little (my car looks a bit like a garbage can at the moment, not proud of it but lets me honest its the least of worries these days!) So three granola bars, half a dozen hand fulls of chips and a million questions later and Neill is finally done in the dentist office. Poor guy has had the week from hell last week just to have to turn around and go back to get more work down on his mouth (lesson to be learnt DON'T wait like 15 years to go to the dentist). So of course Kaleb is thrilled to see his dad but informs him that he should speak english like him and not french because its to hard to understand. (he was speaking english but was still very frozen so was hard to understand) Of course I couldn't control my laughter and we laughed until I cried what a kid he always as something witty to say!!
I sent Neill a txt msg today saying that today sucked and using other colorful words basically saying that I wanted the day to be over all because of a simple glass of spilled milk. Kaleb spilled his glass of milk onto my saddle and I was very mad and poor little fart knew it. I don't know if it was because he seemed so upset or if my earlier internal monologue had actually stuck but no sooner then I hit send on the phone I went this is stupid. I grabbed the cloth wiped up the mess gave Kaleb a hug and said the old saying "don't cry over spilt milk" and that was it. An hour later neill of course thinking the worst txt me back asking what was wrong I replied very simply Nothing I overreacted! Wow another big step toward bettering myself admitting I overreacted.
Today was simply great day, nothing fancy, nothing special just an overall great day! I truly feel like I learnt an important life lesson today. To look at the big picture not to write off a day just because there were a couple bumps in the road but to use the bumps to appreciated the good moments! Lets be honest I'm sure that even on the worst day we could find something to make that day a good day. A simple smile from a baby, a silly joke from a toddler or a encouraging hug from a loving friend/partner/spouse. I'm truly blessed I have all three of those things in my life! That makes my odds for a great day pretty darn good!!
Till next time!!
Get used to it, sweety. When you have children, that is your life from then on - ups and downs.
ReplyDeleteTruth to tell, Boober was our handful. He was always into something, very energetic, and a real explorer. So - like father like ... daughter?