Sometimes I feel like a 2 year old. And not in the good, exploring the wonder of the world and the newness of it without a cynical adult eye and mind, way. In the, smallest thing throws you into uncontrollable tantrum, way :) Some days Darby will cry at every little thing . . .the sock is on wrong, her shoes are too tight, she can't get her shirt on, and on and on. Each of those wrong things throws her in a crying fit that is inconsolable :( I was feeling the same way the other night.
I know that there is nothing in my life close to the real tragedy that people go through and I do not want to sound ungrateful for all that I have, but all I wanted to scream the other night was, "Why me? Why does everything bad always happen to me?!?" Why was a I wanting to scream that you ask? Oh, because the restaurant delivering my dinner forgot my dinner, Darby spilled milk on the table, Trevor got into the dog food, and the final straw . . . a sippy cup fell out of the cupboard. Shocking, I know, you must wonder how I make it through the day (that is dry sarcasm, hard to come across on blogs). It was at that moment that I could understand Darby on such a new level. Sometimes you just feel like nothing is going your way, even the little things, and they all add up until you feel like you can't handle the little things anymore. After a few deep breaths and a quick kiss from Darby, I was good as new. God help me if something really terrible does happen in my life . . .
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HA HA HA! I laughed out loud when I read it, must have been something in the air. Check out my recent post,
http://kids.haslup.com/
It is aptly named Humble Pie! I hear ya' loud and clear and feel ya'.
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