.Sigh.
Every time. You would think I'd grow wise and learn from these experiences. Not so my friend. Not so.
{Hm, but maybe this week…}
The end of April into May was crazie. Best friend's wedding, our son's third birthday, the cesspool backing up, plus a coxsackie episode with a consequent quarantine pretty much sum up just a handful of the various occurances that took place over the last thirty days.
Last night I was able to take a few pictures that capture the essence of many a day here in our home. My Tj managed to get into a tub of aquaphor and I caught him bathing in it. It was all over his hair, his pajamas and his belly. Oh also, this was immediately after I had given him a bath AND just before we were trying to get into the car to go somewhere.
I'm not sure. He might have digested some of it too.
Any other time I would have muttered 'frustration!' under my breath and quickly shamed myself for leaving him alone for more than a second since I should have known better. But, for whatever reason, I just couldn't stop laughing. I mean, it was so funny. I was actually trying to hold in all my giggles in so that he could see that the importance of the situation; this was not a very nice thing to do. I think he knew anyway.
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| 'what?' |
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| when i ask him 'what happened?', he just looks away and stares |
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| he just moves his eyes back to me when i ask him to look at me |
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| 'what this? oh this is nothing' |
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| 'hi momma!' |
I proceeded to throw him right back into the shower for a quick second (which actually was NOT quick…who knew aquaphor refuses to be washed out).
Life gets the best of us sometimes. It's nice when I am aware of this reality and can move forward instead of using up my energy to get so frustrated. It doesn't mean I won't ever feel defeated, it's just nice when I am able to catch myself before I do. I like the peace I feel when I can allow my perspective to shift towards accepting the moment and seeing what I can do to make lemonade out of it instead.
I still look forward to at least
