When All Else Fails

With all the upheaval, disobedience and screaming going on, I turned to my last resort tactic: throw the girls outside to play with water. Even though our backyard barely qualifies as an outdoor space, It is the ideal play yard for the kids. It's enclosed, safe, and I can hear them from inside, while I'm watching VH1's You're Cut Off.  (Hi, pampered princesses- in yo' face! Making you do your own dishes! Ha!) Turn on the hose to low- and you've got a recipe for fun.

Extra bonus? I was fishing around in the ice maker- the thing wasn't making ice. When I found the culprit- a couple gigantic blocks of fused cubes. It was then I had an AHA! moment- Give hot, red faced little girls blocks of ice to play with! Genius! Pure genius! Before I knew it, it was naptime. And now it's quiet time. (huge sigh of relief!)

... and you know what else? Even though this week has been- well the worst in a long time, (and it's only freaking Wednesday!) I still have those moments when I just want to gather all three of them in my arms and give 'em a big group hug. Because even though they drive me up the walls and steal all my sanity; I love those three. Like crazy love them. Most awesome and amazing kids ever. 

I'm so glad the things I only have to worry about are whether or not someone's gonna pee their pants in public, or making sure the twins eat more than just fruit, or worrying about Little Man's eczema like it's going to eat him.

I'm so glad that I don't have to worry about things like Nie Nie, or things like major childhood illnesses, or worry too much about putting a roof over our heads and food on the table. We're truly blessed.