You know what’s great….good friends, sisters. I woke up this morning, got everyone up after ten minutes of cajoling, we were going to make it out the door on time. I come back from the bathroom only to find Rowan playing with her doggie while sitting at the kitchen table and trying to drink some of her Oma’s tea. Layla had taken off her diaper and was walking around in her underwear. I was so mad. I couldn’t even say to them, “Are you serious?!?!” My mind was blown. I couldn’t talk to them. I told Jory to come on, grabbed my purse, my watch, and walked out of the door.
In the car, Jory was asking me were the girls staying home and if so, why were they staying home. I gave him a curt answer. I did not want to talk about it, about their behavior.
When I got to work a dear friend asked me how the morning was and I unloaded. I was going to strangle those little girls. They are very cute, but very Israelitey. Ugh!!!
We chatted and I calmed down and she helped me over time to see the light. Strangling was not the answer. I’m so glad to have friends who love me, who love my kids, who only want the best for us, and who can talk me off the parenting ledge. There are some days, some moments I just want to jump. Thanks Lala for being there and stopping me and reminding me I have disobedient, crazy children to keep me on my knees and to remind me that I need a Savior, always have and always will.
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