Monday, April 6, 2009
I won’t bore you with the details but it involved Dad going on a trip, tent shopping involving five stores and 3 arguments, tent assembly with incorrect directions, three cats sitting atop said tent, an unexpected drop in visitor mid tent-assembly, tent repackaging (how did they get it in this carry bag in the first place??), a messy house, and three loads of laundry waiting desperately to be folded and put away.
All in all the kids were emotional disasters and I lacked the necessary parenting skills and patience to help them through the day. Instead of helping-I added to the turmoil with what was my own emotional garbage.
Yuk—what a day. I’m actually embarrassed to recall the details of my poor behavior. I know tomorrow will be another chance, a chance for me to do better, a chance for me to redeem myself. Now if I could only get to sleep so tomorrow could come.