so i woke up yesterday grateful for a day at home with little ones. i was going to engage with my children, play with them, get on the floor and have a mommy day. but by 8:40, i was cleaning my daughter's um... well... nastiness out of the bath tub, putting her back into the tub to start bath time all over again and i already had failed at being a happy mom. my frustration hits me so quickly- in a second my attitude is changed-- why does it feel like it takes so much longer for me to recover?
we did, however, all make bread together.
well, samuel and i made bread and kate ate the dough.
but we did have fun. learning how to knead and throwing flour all about. what could be more fun?
oh how i want to be in these moments. i want to run to these God-gift moments instead of wallowing in my frustration and selfishness.
hope your weekend is full of little joy-- His gifts are everywhere!