Earlier this month Rob was out of town on business, and as I mentally recapped the events on one particular day in his absence, all I could do was laugh. As parents our days can be filled to capacity with minor (and at times) major emergencies, disasters and episodes – so much so that over time we become a bit detached to the ridiculousness of it all. And unless we stop long enough to string together every detail of one 24-hour round with the mini humans, we can take for granted the sheer miracle of our very survival.
Not to mention the miracle of finding the comedy inside (almost) every near-catastrophe. The fact that at the end of a day of entire toiletpaper rolls knocked into an unflushed bowl and little brothers painting their nails pink with polish, we are still standing, still smiling- is pretty remarkable.
On a separate note, I now understand why it is nail polish has such a strong, distinct odor…how better to alert us to the scent of mischief?
And just so he can’t claim once he’s old enough to read this, that I only tell tales of mischief, I now have the video of Asher singing to himself that I mentioned here. Please pardon the poor light quality – it was one of those moments I literally grabbed the camera before he noticed his audience.
Have a week of surviving while smiling friends!
by sarahrichmond
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