Outside my window…
Snow. snow. snow. snow. Snooooooooooooow.
White. Too much whiteness.
Annoying birds that keep pecking on a piece of frozen cat food.
A huge black and white cat that would love to live inside.
Little boy tracks all through the snow.
I am looking forward….
A weekend celebrating my mom with her brothers and sisters.
A warm spring break in about a month.
I am thinking…
About Sat night.
I yanked the jug of milk out of the fridge to fill bottles and gave the door a push behind me.
As I turned, I heard a loud ‘clunk’ and in slow motion, a half gallon of very sticky sweet tea
fell out of the fridge, bounced on the ledge and poured out all over the place.
The mess was enormous.
Inside and outside the fridge.
Under and almost on top of it too.
But that’s not the point.
The thing I’m thinking about was my response.
I did it. I made the mess. There was no one else even close.
Did I respond to myself the way I would have responded had it been one of my kids?
A far cry from it.
I quietly sent them all to the living room and cleaned it up.
There was no yelling, straightening them up,
telling them to watch what they are doing next time,
to “Please, please, please, be careful next time.
I mean, how in the world can you dump a whole jug of tea?”
There was no one to chew out except myself.
And I went pretty easy on her.
What was the difference?
I’m thinking it’s a huge thing I need to work on.
I am thankful…
A warm house.
A hard working husband.
A wonderful church family.
I am listening…
to a little boy chatting to himself while he eats lunch.
Occasionally I have to “uh-huh” but he pretty much holds his own conversation.
chattering. singing. talking to bebe. She laughs at him.
In the kitchen…
A few pieces of pecan pie.
I seriously lack in the pie making department.
It was a boughten crust because mine do. not. turn out.
Who knows why, but it was very nearly burnt before it was done.
They ate it anyway because pie is so rare around here.
Hire me a chef, someone.
One of my favorite things…
Easy days staying home.
A little laundry, pick up and stuff.
No busy schedule besides to get the girls off to school.
A lot of relaxing.
I guess if we have to have winter and cold, I’ll make the most of it.