Friday, January 04, 2008
Still all squishy
(mommy and son shoe match-y day)
OK you guys!!! My gosh the love I feel, I got the warm fuzzies over and over as I read and re-read your comments on the last post. The funny thing is I always imagine every ones homes to be perfect all the time and that you all have perfect hair and makeup and greet your husband at the door with a kiss while wonderful aromas waffle in from the kitchen. The kids in perfectly pressed and clean clothes and not a toy or dish out of place....of course not a layer of dust on the TV or bunnies in the corners or under the couch.
Knowing this, I must let this perfect image I have in my mind go. I love my kids to bits and even though I get so tired of playing with them all day I know in my heart I am doing the right thing. The messes can wait. I must let the stress of it go!!
And about rushing around last minute before company comes...I thought I was the only one that did that and always felt so guilty once the guests arrived....I was usually hiding the vacuum as they pulled up. I felt like I was lying, if they had just seen the place a few hours earlier. Then I would act like it is always nice and clean, ha, ha!
(As a bead of sweat runs down my forehead.)
So tonight I have been doing the mad rush around for a playdate tomorrow and have given up. I will wash the floors in the morning and leave the clutter. This is just how it is! I will distract the guests with fun crafts and a tea party....stick with what I am good at and hopefully they wont go home whispering about the state of the space we sipped tea in.
After a trip to the library today we played store...and used daddy's calculator as our debit machine and scanner. Kaitlyn chatted about the weather and mentioned that she found everything she was looking for, cracked me up! I had no idea she payed that much attention to the mindless banter I carry on with store clerks.
Kaitlyn was so excited to "work just like daddy.
"A new tool belt and tools to fight over...I just love this stage (not complaining--really!) it is just a little tough to continuously distract one so the other can play for a few minutes without having to share.
By this point in the day....the shirt says it all!
Boy did we greet daddy with kisses at the door tonight, he was sure a sight for sore eyes!
Posted by familymclean at 2:45 AM