One of those days that finds you struggling to be a loving, kind and non-screamy kind of mother? Where you need a reminder of just why you love these creatures called your children?
Today was just such a day.
Nothing too huge happened, just that we’re all sickly and grumpy and done with winter.
Del got in a drawer and decorated the kitchen doorframe with a black Sharpie.
Mikey was completely unable to obey both at the library and at home.
When asked to tidy their room, all the children promptly started sobbing,
“But there’s too! many! toys! We caaaaaan’t!”
So of course I did the right thing and yelled some threatening things about throwing all the toys away. Too many toys? I’ll show you too many toys!! Yes. I AM the adult.
All the toys were tossed in three big bins and promptly put on the landing to the basement. I can’t quite bring myself to throw them ALL out, I’m not that mean. I called Mike, asked/told him to come home NOW and went to the bathroom to compose myself.
Then I saw the picture.
My lovely valentine, made by the girlies now crying their eyes out upstairs.
It’s a family portrait, drawn by Elia and Josie, framed by Mike.
It shows, in order, Papi, Mami, our dog (what?), Del with the crazy hair, our other dog (huh?), alleluia man Mikey, Police Elia and Doctor Josie sitting at her desk.
I love this sweet family picture. And I love the sweet little kids in it.
Even if it has been a bad day.