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Monday, April 26, 2010


One of those days today.
Where I do want to relish in today but really just can't wait to wake up tomorrow and start over.

I'll spare you the details.

My kids, amazingly enough, were perfect today.

No exaggeration, perfect.

All four of them.

It's really too bad I don't play the lottery, this could mean something!

But no, it was just one of those off, icky feeling, sort of sensitive, unintentional days.

Not my favorite kind of days. Where the mole hills turn to mountains and I start thinking of all the things I'm not doing such a good job of and all the things others are doing that just irk me.

But like the turn of a page, my day turned around with a trip to the park.

It was overcast and a little bit chilly so we had the park to ourselves.

Where I watched T play basketball and show off his new cell phone. Yes, we did what we said we'd never do and got our 11 year old a cell phone. Can I tell you about it another day?

And I watched M and her sweet little friend Mary play restaurant with woodchips serving H and E make believe dishes.

H, wants so badly to be big. He figured out the firemans pole today.

And E, she smiled and she slid and she swang and she laughed.

With the turn of a page, a flip of a switch, my day turned around.

It didn't hurt that just as we were about to leave two tween-friends of T's walked over and one asked me if I was T's "hot" stepmom.

Don't worry. I told him that as far as I know, I'm his only stepmom.

Still thankful for tomorrow.
Can you relate?


Blogger Stacy said...

Yes I can relate! Work was just that... work. But there was not enough to keep my busy for the day and I got bored rather quickly (both good and bad for a Monday). Couldnt wait to get home and play with my M. We went to the hill at the church and rolled around in the grass, picked the flowers only a mom could love, and came home to bed time which was a struggle. Crying, both her and I (my was frustration, hers was she wanted to snuggle with Gram. Which she already did) After an hour shes sleeping. FRUSTRATING! Hoping it will be better tomorrow. Atleast you got the "hot" stepmom comment to work with!

April 26, 2010 at 9:07 PM  
Blogger darcie said...

um...yay for the cell phone? I'm glad you did it...
my anxiety gets the best of me so I'm all for kids having access to a cell phone-IF they use it wisely-I don't want to see you post about how you got a bill for 10,000 text messages!! ;)
I have those off days too-I try my best to shake them off but it's not always easy - and sometimes, having a down day makes the up days all the better!

April 26, 2010 at 9:14 PM  
Blogger Lee Vandeman said...

Oh I can relate. Especially with the flip of a switch vibe of a day. I love it when that happens. I really do. When life shows me a new way to feel just as I'm sulking about whatever stuff.

I had an awesome weekend filled with life's most important stuff....and I'm glad the switch stayed in the awesome position. Because you know with me, just as quickly as bad turns to good, good can turn to bad. :-(

Parks are always good for turning the good switch on...

How are you Samara?
I hope all is is busy here but good. Real good.


April 27, 2010 at 1:08 AM  

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