Those Times

You know those times when you wake up, and you just seem in a daze--unable to shack off sleepiness, and just a bit gloomy?

You know those times when you have nothing really eatable to eat in the house so you have to take your self, in that daze, with three small children (all dressed as Spiderman) to Wal-Mart to buy essentials, like cheese and apples and cereal?

You know those times when you turn on Pandora Radio, type in "Snow Patrol's 'Run'" station, and the saddest music plays? Of course which makes you even more gloomier?

You know those times when you've gotten everyone something to eat for lunch, but you have know idea what you should eat? That it seems like the world is going to end because nothing sounds good and healthy, and you start to cry?

You know those times when you check Facebook because it's something to do, and you read a post of a friend's which changes your whole day? And it reads like this:


‎"Suppose neck deep in a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, you resolve to give it a chance. You trust more. Stress less. Amplify gratitude. Mute grumbling. And what do you know? Before long, the day is done and surprisingly decent. So decent, that you give the next day the same fighting chance. You do the same the next day and the next. Days become a week. Weeks become months. Months become years of good days...And if you can stack one good day on another and another, you will link together a good life...'This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it'" (Psalm 118:24) -Max Lucado

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You know those times when you try to start having a good day around 1pm, and start seeing the special and magical things in your life?


You know those times those time when your 1 year old runs out of the shower naked, and is screaming because he is tired and cold? So you take the naked boy and cuddle with him in your bed, and enjoy that precious 1 minute where there is no wiggling, just stillness with each other?


You know those times when you sit on the bottom stair with your 2 year old, who had no bottoms on, and eat a bag of "Food Should Taste Good" sweet potato chips?


You know those times where you help your 5 year old with an iPad tank game and to try to take out the enemy, and you smell his hair and hold him close?


You know those times where you help your 2 year old go poop on the potty, and he accidentally drops his toy in the toilet right before he goes? But it's still okay?


You know those times when your 1 year old wake us from a nap with a fever and in a horrible mood, so you just hold him while you and your sons watch "Mulan" and hear him say over and over again, "Ga-guy" when the evil Huns comes on?   


You know those times when your 5 and 2 year old create an obstacle course in the living room with the sofa cushions, and your 2 year old bites it with his naked bottom on the piano bench, so he has you kiss his little naked bum over and over again to make him feel better?


You know those times where it's 8pm in the evening, and you feel like you have done nothing, so you start to clean all the toilets in the house and let the boys play with big dump trucks, q-tips, and soap bars? 


You know those times when you put all the kids down and you say the prayers with each kid, and your 5 year old tells you that he had his Star Wars book under his pillow, and you say "that's awesome"?


You know those times when everyone is down for the night, your husband is still at school for another hour, you clean up the kitchen and then are able to sit down and watch--with obsession--PBS' "Downton Abbey"?


Yes, I know those times.