Let me paint a little picture for you….
It’s nap time, so I’m writing, praying no one knocks on the door & wakes up the one-man demolition crew on the couch next to me, watching Hallmark Channel Christmas movies (On pins & needles, of course. How will it end?! These movies are just so unpredictable 😉 ), & chugging enough coffee to make my eye twitch.
I’m wearing yoga pants with a beautiful peanut butter smear across the butt because sleeping beauty thought it was hilarious to chase me around the kitchen trying to stick his finger up my butt while I tried to cook breakfast-eggs, which he
demanded requested, then refused to eat.
I spent my entire morning at an antique tractor show because my little farmer is tractor & lawn mower crazy.
And, ya know, that’s how everyone wants to spend their precious Saturday right? (I’m not gonna lie, I may have had fun)
I just realized I’m only wearing one earring.
Did I lose one or did I even put them both in?
Heck it’s a miracle I even thought about earrings. I think this means I’m having a really stylish day.
Let’s forget about my peanut butter pants, ok?
Speaking of pants, my child refuses to wear them 95% of the time.
Have you ever tried to dress a tiny screaming man who is simultaneously trying to throw himself off the bed (headfirst), while roundhouse kicking you in the face?
Yeah, clothes are overrated.
As much as I’m enjoying this peace & quiet, I’m tempted to slam a door or something so that my buddy will wake up & we can have a little extra time in the day to play.
I said tempted, not crazy. I’m gonna keep tiptoeing (to the kitchen for more coffee)….
I know that once bedtime rolls around I’ll be exhausted & impatient. I’ll try to poke a toothbrush around his mouth & he’ll scream “NO! Creek do it!” on repeat while, once again, trying to kick me in the face.
When he finally wears us both out & falls asleep, I’ll stare at the most perfect face I’ve ever seen & pray.
Pray for forgiveness for losing my patience with him & his Daddy.
For more time to enjoy my little angel.
And for the wisdom to appreciate every fleeting moment.
Even when he’s screaming because he doesn’t want to take a bath. Then again when he’s screaming because he doesn’t want to get out of the bath.
I’d kill for a bubble bath….or a nap.
Why am I not asleep right now?!
Oh that’s right, because people like to eat around here.
I guess I should probably start dinner…..