endearing or annoying?
I've decided that so many of the things my kids do can either be endearing or annoying, but that the sorting of these events can be entirely chalked up to my attitude...
Here are some sortable events...
*I realize my camera lens has a soft-focus effect caused by boogers on the glass.
*I trip over thread unraveled and wrapped around all the furniture legs.
*One child comes to me saying, "mom, my tummy hurts." When I ask why, he replies, "because I've been drinking the ranch."
*I come across the vegetables from our garden, prematurely picked, nibbled and spit-out.
*They tell me I am getting fatter.
I have also realized that my attitude is highly dependent on two factors...
1. Did I get enough sleep last night?
2. Is the house clean when the day begins?
In conclusion, I assert that..
My kids become incredibly cute, spunky, hilarious, and wonderful when Duke and I make a greater effort to watch less TV shows at night, instead tidying the house and retiring to bed to chat, spend time together, and fall asleep at a decent hour.
Also, this small effort produces similar results in the way Duke and I see one another, if you can imagine.
Here are some sortable events...
*I realize my camera lens has a soft-focus effect caused by boogers on the glass.
*I trip over thread unraveled and wrapped around all the furniture legs.
*One child comes to me saying, "mom, my tummy hurts." When I ask why, he replies, "because I've been drinking the ranch."
*I come across the vegetables from our garden, prematurely picked, nibbled and spit-out.
*They tell me I am getting fatter.
I have also realized that my attitude is highly dependent on two factors...
1. Did I get enough sleep last night?
2. Is the house clean when the day begins?
In conclusion, I assert that..
My kids become incredibly cute, spunky, hilarious, and wonderful when Duke and I make a greater effort to watch less TV shows at night, instead tidying the house and retiring to bed to chat, spend time together, and fall asleep at a decent hour.
Also, this small effort produces similar results in the way Duke and I see one another, if you can imagine.
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and yes, isn't it just lovely when your kiddos tell you you're getting fat? (meant w/sarcasm). there's a saying between travis and i - we tell each other to "raise your eyebrows" when something bugs or annoys us. you CANNOT yell or be angry at your kids when your eyebrows are raised. it's impossible. try it! i probably look like an idiot because i do it so often... :)
Can I promise you I'll do better tonight?
P.S. I love your uplifting posts and photographs! Thanks, online friend!
This post is so timely for me. This past week my husband was gone for work for four days. The bad days alternated with the good days, and the amount of sleep I got directly correlated to which way a day went! On the bad days I could SWEAR that my kids are naughtier, but I have a sneaking suspicion the only one different is me.