This could happen...

I read the below story recently and it has made me laugh and laugh. This happens to me all the time. I get very distracted and go from one thing to the next. I could write one of these everyday, it is based on a series of children's books that I love to read my kids.

If You Give A Mom A Muffin

Original Author Unknown

If you give a mom a muffin, 
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it. 
She'll pour herself some. 
Her three-year-old will spill the coffee. 
She'll wipe it up. 
Wiping the floor, she'll find dirty socks. 
She'll remember she has to do laundry. 
When she puts the laundry in the washer, 
She'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer. 
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan for supper. 
She will get out a pound of hamburger. 
She'll look for her cookbook ("101 Things To Do With a Pound of Hamburger"). 
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail. 
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow. 
She will look for her checkbook. 
The check book is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two-year-old. 
She'll smell something funny. 
She'll change the two year old's diaper. 
While she is changing the diaper, the phone will ring. 
Her five-year-old will answer and hang up. 
She'll remember she wants to phone a friend for coffee. 
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup. 
And chances are… 
If she has a cup of coffee, 
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

Kindness

The other day I did a very funny thing... Monday morning I thought I would order Ek a quick bathing suit that she wanted and Daddy approved of, I mean that is a combo to take home! So, I was trying very quickly to get it ordered before school. Oh! the reason for the quick order-- the beach this weekend! Well the bathing suit was sold out, along with my 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th choice. I mean really, why send a catalog! We hurried out the door, took Ek to school and went to Wal-mart. I intended to get as much as I could to get us through the week and the trip. From flip flops for H, to sunscreen, to bug bite Benadryl, to juice boxes, I mean I got it all. My buggie was bursting with children and stuff. So I go to check out. There are no checkouts except express, I mean really. It takes forever not to mention all the people behind you think you can't read. I even asked before I started, 'No honey, I'll take you here.' gee-thanks. We are 2/3 of the way done, maybe even 4/5ths when I reach down to my purse. Yep, nod, nod. My wallet is beside the computer. pause for gasp. I put my head down. "Miss Sandra, I don't have my wallet." "So you mean you can't pay for all this." "No, ma'am." pause. "Do you want me to finish checking you out and let you go home and get it?" My head pops up, "Really! you can do that?" "Sure, just push your buggie right over there." "Oh thank you Miss Sandra, really, thank you!" Quick exit, no eye contact with the people behind. A moment of perspective, I've got all my children! H on the way to the car, "Where is our buggie mommy? Are they bringing it to our car? Does Miss Sandra have a car? Is she going to drive the groceries to our house?" Love it. I race home. Into the house. Grab my wallet. Back to Wal-mart. Unbuckle. Carry in. On the way in H, "Mommy, do you have your wallet?" "Got it bud, got it." Where was this question an hour ago?! She is still there and my buggie is too. She grabs my ticket. Rings it up. I pay while expressing how terribly kind she is. "That's ok honey, we all have these days, no body is perfect." Well Jesus was and I have a feeling that is where her compassion came from. I wish I had said so. But I pray for her, that she does know him and continues to be kind for him. I hope I can be too. And I hope next time I'll remember my wallet. Oh wait! I have that chance today. I forgot contact solution.

Just for a laugh

I am not quite sure why this picture keeps making me laugh... but it does. Friday the kids got toys with their rare treat of a kids meal of cheeseburgers and apples from Burger King. I let them play with their new toys on the way home. The girls got dolls and after 10 minutes of playing this is what they looked like.I guess it makes me laugh because it describes my girls a bit, Ek is calm and neat and composed, L is a bit of a live wire, loud and very busy. LOL! I love them both and think I appreciate their differences so much because I have both of them. Ek just stroked her hair and looked her over so closely and we talked about how much Ek likes skirts just like her doll's. L, humm, I'm not sure what L did to hers.

H on the other hand got a monster truck. Well that's a no brainer winner, right? No way they could mess that one up right? I mean dolls for the girls and trucks, no monster trucks for the boys! Wa-Hoo!... wrong. H's was PINK! He was so disappointed. He kept saying, but mommy, its pink, my monster truck is pink, pink isn't my favorite color." What could I do?

Yep that's right, get the paints out. And after it dried red, we painted it blue, just to be sure.