Wednesday, May 11

Happy Pull your Hair out Day!

SO Mothers Day came and went and was wonderful. I miss my own Mom a lot this year and wished I could be with her. She is amazing and wonderful and deserves a meal made and cleaned up for her and some good girl time. Maybe one day!

The Day started off with me secretly hoping to have breakfast in bed, that didn't happen :( So I got up and had my yogurt and we headed off to church. Church was great and the best part came after when Stephen handed me the best gift ever. It was a little box and inside there was a little poem:

sometimes you get discouraged
because I am so small
and always leave my fingerprints
on furniture and walls.

But everyday Im growing-
Ill be grown some day
And all those tiny handprints
will surely fade away.

So here's a little handprint
just so you can recall
exactly how my fingers looked
when I was very small.

So I cried, and cried, and cried. pretty sure I am crying again. I loved this. It is just so exactly boots and then to look further into the box, the nursery leader had shrunk their hand prints onto some plastic, I have NO CLUE how they do that! But It is beautiful and wonderful. I love it so much.

Then we went to Brian's Mom's House and the boys cooked up some gourmet burgers and other treats. It was awesome. I love being served! It was a great day to think about Mothers and women in my life. I love them all. My Mother, Mother in law, sister, sisters in law, Grandma's, and every woman that is an example to me.

So the best gift came the next day, Monday. We had gone to a park and Natalie had found a sparkly rock. She had to come home and clean it up so she put the plug down in the sink and filled it with a little water. Off she went to go play. A little bit later she came back and ran into my bathroom to check on her rock. Time passed and I went into my room for something. The bathroom light was on and I faintly heard some water. I open the bathroom door to find water overflowing onto the floor and the floor was a half inch deep with water. It was leaking into the carpet in our room and was a terrible mess. AHHH! I was so frustrated but tried my very hardest to kindly explain to Natalie what happened, and why we cant do what she did.

Well the day got even better when we headed to walmart and as I am getting Courtney out of the car, I had the older 2 stand next to me. "MOM! LOOK!" She was really excited about whatever she was doing. I look over and she had picked up a rock on the ground and was literally drawing circles on this truck, scratching circles into this bright red truck. AHHH! Again, something awesome. I swear this girl is going to be an artist, or better be, with the way she colors on any and everything and has no guilt about it.

So that was great. I love my kids but sometimes I just want to pull out my hair, and then theirs. Yesterday was like that, and Today is another one of those days. I feel like I need a vacation. Its like when I need them to be quiet and sit and stay out of my way, they hear me say "please annoy me, please stand by me, please ask me for a million things, and please have excessive laugh attacks so loud you wake up Courtney". I came to the conclusion today that I need a bigger house ASAP.


Stacey Salmon said...

I have that same poem with my handprint from when was 4. It's my favorite.

abby and paxton said...

That's a cute poem. It does sound like Boots.
I love being served too! I took advantage of it being Mother's Day- did nothing- almost.
I'd really love to get together with the Rawlins clan. I haven't seen you guys in awhile!!

Alysha said...

such a cute poem. great idea!
I'm with you on the bigger house AND even more so on the much needed vacation WITHOUT kids! hopefully your week gets better

Calloways said...

Cried about the poem. So sweet. And if it helps your troubles, they just made my day better. I seriously had a sucky day (traffic court and sick kids) and your stories just made me laugh and laugh and laugh. So glad you wrote them down, because I bet they aren't funny to you today, but when you reread them later, I'm sure they will be. Love you!

BrittanyB said...

Holy cow, someones car?!?! I do love that you document these stories, it makes me feel not alone in the insane children department.

aidanjordan said...

I have always loved that poem! Think about it when you are scrubbing Nat's crayon off the walls. ;)

If it makes you feel any better, Joey SCREAMED from about 5:30 - 6:30 am. It was great.

jayme said...

My kids came home with the same poem and handprints! So cute! I have those kind of days too. Totally can relate with needing a vacation!