Monday, June 15, 2015

Grumpy Martha

So as I've whined about mentioned, our summer has not quite met the "epic summer" expectations we had back in late May, due mostly to Preston's being sick twice, for five day stretches. So 2/3 of the summer. 

The first time it was a virus. Of course we know that because on day 4 he finally decided to go to the walk-in clinic and pay the $65 to hear, "It's a virus and will have to run its course." By day 5 it had run its course. Of course.

This second time around he had some serious heat exhaustion, and then some side effects stemming from that, so lots of plans had to be rearranged including the postponing of a trip to an amusement park with some of our Nearest and Dearest, causing momentary weeping and gnashing of teeth. 

**Do not undertake HUGE outdoor projects when the heat index is roughly 1,000,000 degrees and the humidity is 1657%.**

And being the awesome wife I am, I gripe at every opportunity and since I have committed to being totally real here so you know you are not alone, Preston and I have basically been bickering all summer. Just what he needs to get well.

So I was feeling quite discouraged. As was Preston, of course. But back to me. 

I needed a pick me up.

I have this little list of funny things the girls have said, and it always makes us crack up to read through some of those. I cannot tell you which girl said which thing because they have begun to embarrass at these hilarious things they say, but keep in mind they are 5, 7 and 8 years old.

Here are some just from the past two months:

"I like the prince. He's handsome. I can't take my eyes off him."

"What if, in the Fall, all the leaves turned to Sugar Daddies?" (I assume she meant the candy and not pinky-ring wearing 55 year old men who drive little red sports cars.)

"Mama, did you know that scissors is the exact opposite of tape?" (Wow. That is not something I had considered when creating preK opposites worksheets.)

"She's a mummy! I mean a gnome! I mean, um, what?" (This in a conversation trying to explain to a younger sister why Maria in The Sound of Music was wearing what she was wearing.)

"This salad is unappropriate." (All salad is unappropriate to this child.)

"People in overalls are always nice. And funny."

"There's so much traffic between by toes!" 
"Uhhh, do you mean toe jam?" (I can only assume she got "toe jam" and "traffic jam" really, really confused.)

"I like to hold your hand when I run because it helps me run faster. And it's cozy." 

"Why do parents talk all the time and never have any fun?" 

"This pizza is exactly what I asked for, but I think it's a little burned so it tastes like bug spray."

They are like super geniuses or something. Obviously. Is it unappropriate to brag on my own kids like that?

Preston did feel well enough for me to still have over some friends for a lovely evening to discuss Shauna Niequist's Bread and Wine before one of our Membership jets off to far away places. And that evening was a huge pick me up, too. 



Side note - We briefly discussed our "Love Languages" that evening and decided they all five really boil down to Being Known. That is what humans all want. To Be Known. And we have a Savior who knows us in all our wretchedness and serves us still. I have been mulling that in my mind all day. I want to make sure that I am really knowing the people around me so I can be His hands and feet to them in the way they feel loved best.  






And always, these kids pick me up.




Grace for Unmet Expectations,
Martha

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