I believe the saying goes something like this: When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But at our house, when the morning went awry we said "lemons be damned" (or at least I thought it). Instead we took our own journey -- forged our own path. When my little princess already REQUIRED bathing (can you say ink toner?) by about 7:00 a.m. followed by le petit prince losing his cool, mama losing hers and timeouts all around, we decided it was time to make...
C * U * P * C * A * K * E * S !
and have our own party complete with icing and candles too - woo hoo.
Sounded good right up until I turned around and saw my daughter's new hat:
And realized her need for the second bath of the day (all by about Noon).
God bless my children for wanting to throw me a party (not that there wasn't a wee bit of alterior motive involved) after I'd behaved badly and was feeling as low as a june bug under a heavy musty rug. God bless them for being themselves (no matter how messy that may be) and for being so very in the moment. Tomorrow I'm committed to trying to be as in the moment and as present as I can muster for them -- all morning long, at their dental appointments, at the meet-the-teacher potluck for my son, the ice cream social which follows for my daughter and at bedtime too.
Good night and God (or whatever you believe in) bless us all ... and by that I mean every ... single ... one ... of us ... around the world.