Are you familiar with that phrase? It's from Anne of Green Gables, my most favoritist book of all time. All right, so today wasn't really THAT bad, but it did fall considerably short of expectations.
Because the children (all SIX of them!!) are addicted to playing mystery computer games together, and because we didn't get home from church until 8:00 last night, and because they were at a particularly suspenseful place in said game, they did not go to bed until late. Very late.
And that error in judgment caused some adverse affects today. In a nutshell it was a whinygrumblingcomplainingunhappylifeis
notfairwhycan'tIjustread? kind of day. Familiar with those? Yep, I thought so.
So, because I am just as stubborn as my children, we managed to complete school. I was so internally frazzled that I poured my kids a nice big cold cup of half and half with their lunch. Yeah, that went over like a lead balloon.
And then I insisted on Family Nap Time. What? You're going to make us NAP?
So after the whining, grumbling, complaining, unhappy, life-is-not-fair, why can't I just read's? were over, I tucked them all in, gave them all kisses, grabbed a pillow and a blanket, and settled down for my own nap. And then do you know what happened?
The baby woke up.
But not in one of those cooing-aren't-I-so-adorable? kind of ways. No. He woke in one of those How-Dare-You-Expect-Me-To-Sleep-Why-
This-Family? kind of way. He has learned the art of the blood-curdling screeeeeech. He's got a future in horror films.
So, I blogged instead of sleeping. Maybe my blogging is causing some of you to become sleepy. Well, I figure it's a less sinful way of responding than, say, eating a whole pan of brownies by myself. Right?
God is still good. I still ADORE my little people. And I echo the sentiments of this Daddy...
Why Don't You Want to Say Good Night?
Just so you know, Kurt is back in his bed.
And everyone else is up.
Just to leave off where I began, with Anne of Green Gables. "Tomorrow is a new day, with no mistakes in it. Yet."