Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Day Half-Full

My day began with the following news, "I didn't put the pee pee in the think. Calvin did it."

Calvin, quick to his own defense, corrected her. "No, no. It wasn't pee pee. It was just potty water."

Oh, well, in that case...

This is what happens, folks, when the parents stay in bed for 15 extra minutes after the big kids come downstairs.

The day began there and it somersaulted through its usual course of frustration - exasperation - unbridled joy - humdrum monotony - tears - belly giggles - snacks - wipings - beauty - drudgery - and unexpected heart-piercing pangs that result when the sum total of love in one's heart exceeds the available square footage.

Every day, it's the same mix.

Every day.

And I'm sure you've noticed my propensity for yammering on about these days of ours, serving up proof of their magnificence and worth via snapshots.

But you and I both know - they're only that. They're snapshots. Split-second clicks of a shutter that elevate the simplest moment in time. It's my life - with a bow in its hair.

I could focus on the dirty socks or the well-worn path to the time-out chair, and sometimes I do.

But today?

I'll take my Pie straight out of the pan.

I'll keep my eyes on the happy boots and ignore all of the reasons one might own a pair.

I'll remember that I dug through the bag of pretzels for that wonky "N"...

...and I'll cut myself some slack for the time(s?) I lost my cool.

I'll remember that cute kids are cute kids, even with perpetual, chilly-weather nose crust.

I'll listen closer to the gibberish songs my baby sings all the live-long day and gloss right over his toddler-thug demands.

I'll drop to the ground to tickle a wily toddler and look up just to take in the cockeyed view of provision.

I'll nick my record with a butter knife so it skips on purpose - "let it be an opportunity for joy".

Go on ahead, haul the toys onto the island and tell me I'm the best cooker ever while I chop up the veggies. Who am I to turn down a little color in my world?

Life, it seems, is a heaping pile of election-day Asian Cuisine.

And now? You'll have to excuse me. There's election-day salsa calling my name.

33 comments:

  1. Girl, like you I want to be. I want to get beyond the silly annoyances of the day and savor each day for the beauty, joy and love it beholds. I don't care that I have to empty the dishwasher every - single - time because Hubs for some reason can go without clean dishes. Thanks for sharing the little things do make us happy and we should be thankful.

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  2. Here here!

    Except for the salsa and chinese food combo. You lost me on that one.

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  3. Love this!
    There is election night apple crisp at my house. (Amost as American as apple pie, haha.)

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  4. Law girl - I'm home now. After a day of road tongue and turkey nipples, I'm up on my stool reading the FP on the blogspot, and I'm irevocalby home. Saints be praised. I have a great blog post in me head - thought about it all the way home, and I think you be likin' it when you read it. Me and you - we done think the same - but you gone say it lot betta then me. Sho do.

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  5. You have described every Wed and Fri.... when I have the grandkids. I love our time and wouldn't trade it for anything but sometimes the squabbling and the whining can wear me down and I have to say a prayer for myself. It goes so fast and them I am missing them like crazy the next day. Love the way you put into words... just right! You done good kid!

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  6. ah, great one again! another wonderful reminder to count my little blessing... nose crust and all :)

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  7. You have such a gift for writing. I melt everytime I read one of your posts! Thanks for the insight and perspective. I'll keep in mind tomorrow when my children are driving me just a wee bonkers. Your post is peaceful. :) Thank you!

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  8. Thank you for reminding me to take a moment and focus on the amazing blessings in my own life. I am single mom-ing it for a month...so hard. My days are running together and it seems like all I am focused on is controling chaos!!! Your accounts of your days ALWAYS make me smile. Enjoy your salsa!! : )

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  9. Oh, no no no Shannan, you are mistaken. I am the best cooker in the world. Just ask the Angel and the Monkey, they'll tell you so.

    ps, I would love to have the view around your home. You lucky country gal you!

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  10. I just loved being called a good cooker. Even when all I am doing is boiling water for some ravioli. so cute. always love your posts.

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  11. great perspective...my lines have fallen in pleasant places...

    I love those kids of yours :)

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  12. So, um...how did the potty water get in the think???

    Happy Election Day!!!

    : )

    Julie M.

    ps Mmm...that last picture looks YUMMY!!!

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  13. "Toddler Thug Demands"?! Seriously? You crack me up! A more real discription, there isn't.

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  14. Love your blog! Im your newest follower!! :)Rachel

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  15. love your words....again.
    you say what i think, only a million times more beautifully...

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  16. I could listen to your "yammering" all the live long day...when are you writing your book? Because I'm first in line.

    I think you're the Cat's Pajama's too ;)
    oxox
    Lara
    p.s. nice shot of dandelion!

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  17. Yay for half full! Sorry I missed dinner last night. I think you forgot to tell me what time to be there. And P.S. I thought of you last night and I just KNEW you would be eating salsa. That's how much I know MY girl!

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  18. I think it takes a conscious effort to be happy, especially with little ones. There is so much joy to celebrate if you can just get past little girl/boy drama. Some days we do, and some days.....well we are not as focused as we should be on the big picture. Great post!

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  19. This makes me smile. I hope you licked that salsa bowl clean last night!

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  20. This:

    "The day began there and it somersaulted through its usual course of frustration - exasperation - unbridled joy - humdrum monotony - tears - belly giggles - snacks - wipings - beauty - drudgery - and unexpected heart-piercing pangs that result when the sum total of love in one's heart exceeds the available square footage."

    favorite lines I've read in a really long time!

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  21. Oh how I miss my big people being little people. I was a once a great cooker myself. Those were the days...

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  22. You took me to places in my heart I remember with fond Mommy smiles... I so loved this post...Thanks, Jennifer jennsthreegraces come visit some time!

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  23. I remember those kinds of days, I miss them.

    Gotta say, your stir-fry looks soooo much better than any I've attempted! Mine comes out too mushy even when I try not to over cook it!
    Chris

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  24. I know you are the best "cooker" in the world but at least I get the vote for early morning pancake making,(that is with sausage). I sure miss the color around my house but at least my refig. is still bearing the gifts of my 3 artists. I must say too I love reading the comments from my adoptive girls,Jayme, Jen and Teresa!!!! If you read this, I love you girls!!!

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  25. I don't know if I have ever posted on your blog before but I have to tell you..... those faces absolutely melt my heart.

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  26. Such a beautiful choice - to see the joy and the lovely in an imperfect life. I so enjoy the way you share with us.

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  27. Great reminder that life is about all the little joys. Love your blog!

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  28. Even when you might not feel like it it is so important to remember life is all about enjoying the little gifts God bestows on us! Have a great day! Traci

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  29. i was thinking it must be something in the air. or that feeling that we are just about ready to nest in for the winter...cooped up with the chicks for the season. !!!!! eeegads. you guys better load up your sleds and skis and head to the mountains for a vacay. what would we do if we came to IN?

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  30. It's simple. I love this post.

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  31. you said it. once again, oh cyber-friend. You nailed the daily grind, & I ain't talkin coffee. but you encourage me to slow.it.down. Take off my nazi-mom hat & play with some play-doh. yeah,baby. play-doh. on. the . carpet.
    reality: we're currently renting a house thats on the market, and we're evacuating tomorrow. I've been cleaning to be ready. play-doh on Friday. :)

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  32. Thanks for visiting my blog. Hope you enjoy the pumpkin "cake" :)

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  33. Ok...I've spent literally ALL afternoon at your place - love it love it love it! I just wish there had been such a thing as a blog when my olders were little and chaotic - you will so enjoy reliving this one day in the not-so-distant future :)

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