A day in the life

Today was just a day. Nothing on the schedule, nothing to do. I even did all the laundry yesterday (I know, right? It is a crazy idea. Normally, I am so behind. Ask my husband). So really, nothing to do. We woke up, had breakfast, did the normal routine. The even got up early today, so I think we were dressed, fed, and ready at 9am. Even the beds were made.

We started out playing a Thomas game, because that's what you do when you have a boy who loves Thomas. You play Thomas games. After that I thought I would go on the computer, check some emails, do the Facebook thing, etc. It was then that I just sorta snapped a bit. James was playing with his Bronco Mr. Potato head, and insisted that I have an arm. I said no, I don't want an arm, I'm on the computer! He kept on insisting, and I kept refusing. Finally, I snapped and threw the arm the other way and declared (not very nicely) that No James, I did not want the arm! He got really sad, and rightly so. I knew I shouldn't have been computing away (doing nothing really productive, of course) and that I should be giving my kids love and attention. I notice that I become the mean, grouchy mom when I start to do the things that I want to do at not the right or good time. Like whenever I try to sneak on the computer for the umpteenth time, and the kids all start to hover, it's then that I snap at them to leave me alone- when really, I don't need to be on the computer anyway. Guh. I don't like when I'm out of sorts like I was today. My kids were totally good and fine, but for some reason, little things would make me snap. Patience was not my virtue.

In an effort to redeem myself, we had spurts of good times today.

We made monster pictures:

We played with chalk:

We were superheros:

We went on a walk:

  (Clara's idea for good walking shoes are one strappy high heal and one old flip flop. It's rather unbalanced).

There were ups and downs, goods and bads. I have no idea why at times I felt off. Nothing really was wrong in my world or heart today, and like I said, we had really nothing to do. I guess that is the rollercoaster that is motherhood, isn't it? (Or being a woman? Or human? Or maybe it's just me). (On a sidenote, I find that pictures are so funny too, because if I had just posted the pictures, it looks like a completely different day, perhaps a good one. But when I share some of the moments in between the snapshots, a different one unfolds. But I digress...). I just hope my kids keep all the good moments, and the bad ones just fade away.

So that's it. I don't know what the purpose was in sharing this post or this day, but it felt good to get off my chest. There you go, world. I wasn't perfect today.