Today has been one of those days that will either make you lie down and cry or take a step back and smile through it all. While wanting to do the prior there have been thoughts of other folks that have pressed me on to do the latter.
A couple of incidents that have had me on the verge of tears are sure to tickle your funny bone as you envision the scenes in your mind.
The first would be the sight of a full gallon of milk poured into the kitchen floor with kids and dogs slipping and sliding through it. None of the children thought to tell their mother that such a thing had happened. It was only when I found the empty container that was purchased just hours ago that a confession was made.
Or maybe you'd prefer the dog washing incident. I suppose the children thought they were making a grand gesture when they decided not to wash only my dog but their three as well. I did not see all four dogs piled into the bath tub together, but I did see the obvious mess that was bound to follow. Wet towels, drenched floors and carpets, wet furniture, and a big ole pile of dirty clothes that had yet to find their way into the laundry room now await my arrival to give them a whirl through the washer.
I can handle messes. It's a constant around our home filled with four kids and five dogs. It's just the "unplanned" or "extra" messes that catch me off guard and fill my usual joyful heart with anything but...
But then I think of MaryBeth Chapman who today is mourning the one year anniversary of the death of her daughter Maria. I think of the family in the next town over whose four year old is fighting a battle with cancer. I think of a friend who lays in the hospital in critical condition after giving birth earlier this week.
I imagine each of them would love to be sitting where I am right now.... in an aging house that is never temperature controlled, sitting next to a mound of clothes waiting to be put away until next winter, getting ready to get up and go wash the next of at least ten more loads of laundry - all while surrounded by four of the most beautiful, wonderful gifts from God I could have ever imagined.