Missing the Little Things

Wow. It's been a while. I had an interesting experience today that made me realize I need to take the time to get my little blog back on track. I was contacted today by an amazing woman named Heather who asked if I would be willing to share her story on my blog. As I read about her and all that she has overcome, it made me stop and think about my life.

After reading this email from Heather I went in with my busy schedule, but her story affected how I looked at my day, and in all honesty she couldn't have picked a better day to reach out to me. I had guests coming at 10am this morning, and I needed to do the dishes, fold some laundry, and get the kids put together as well as myself. The task didn't seem too bad in the beginning, but then my sweet Alivia decided that she was done cuddling sweetly while drinking a bottle, and it was time to climb, on everything.

While eating breakfast Lucy yelled for my help because Alivia had climbed up on the printer table. Shortly after that I pulled her off the piano keyboard. A few minutes later while loading the dishwasher I turned around to find her watching the milk pour out of a sippy cup onto the floor. While cleaning that up she crawled into, that's right, into the dishwasher. After a brief calm I ran upstairs to do my hair and that's when I heard a crash followed by the sound of little feet running up the stairs accompanied by my daughter yelling "Broken glass! Broken glass!"

At this point I realized My emotions had completely skipped over frustration and moved directly into humor. Apparently at that point laughing was my only defense. Alivia had climbed onto the computer desk and knocked down and shattered a picture frame of our family photo (probably because she wasn't in it and she was trying to send me a message). Nap time has never been so welcome.

So it was after that crazy start and battling a tired, cranky 3 year old with growing pains all afternoon that I got Heather's email and was quickly reminded that I wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, it's days like today that are the best to read about later on, and I've missed writing about too many days like today. So I'm back, and I'm here to write whether I have something entertaining to say or not. Oh, and if you are curious about Heather, check back later, because the next time that I find that I'm too tired to write, I'll be posting her story on here for you all to read. That probably means I'll post it tomorrow :). Just kidding.