5:30 pm. I sit my 4 year old daughter, 2 year old son and 11 month old daughter at the table. I place their easy-macs in front of them and open my Ben & Jerry’s. The minor mommy-guilt I feel over them eating the processed nastiness is quickly overshadowed by the beautiful silence of children eating.
Silence. A welcome change to the chaos and tumultuous activities that defined my day.
The smooth ice cream and rich, fudgy chunks send shivers of pleasure through my mind. The sugar rushes through my veins and my neck and shoulders relax.
What a day.
Here are the random ingredients that made the entire day one that I’d rather not relive:
- whining two year old
- hyperactive 4 year old that eggs on the two year old
- horrible shopping experience at the mall
- more whining two year old
- explosive mess in the living room. Beyond words bad.
- all day cleaning
- more whining two year old
- crabby and extremely dirty baby
Thankfully, a vacumm cleaner and mop restored the living room and easy mac quieted the boy. A cartoon calmed the 4 year old and a nap soothed the baby. And the mommy? Well, she found a little bit of heaven in a pint of ice cream.
Tomorrow will be better. So much better.
Oddly enough, Makenna & I skipped a movie screening to go to Baskin Robbins last night. I just needed something more low key.
I know those days too… hang in there. It does get easier as the children get older.
Annie some days I feel like we’re living the same life. I think we should team up and leave our kids with the hubby’s in a padded room for a day. 😛