My Perfect Day

I haven't been on here in forever! I've got so much to up-date! But I had to share something. I have finely figured out what my "perfect day" is. Have you ever heard of designing your perfect day? Pick two or three criteria that would make your day "perfect" and make sure you have one every day. Well, I have one and it is so simple. As long as the house if full of laughter, my day is perfect.

I've come to the realization that no matter how much I clean, there will always be more laundry and dishes and toys to pick up. This used to frustrate me to no end and I was really embarrassed about it when people came by. And I used to think, why can I not get a handle on this mess?! Now, obviously we can't just live in squalor, but I realized the message that I personally was sending to my kids was that this mess - these dishes, this pile of clothes, their toys, my "toys" etc... - was more important than they were. And it's not! It's a lesson the Lord is teaching me. And I'm so glad He is!

So, my perfect day? Laughter filling the air, because it means I'm taking the time to remember my kids.

Mr. Alex the Bo Balex

So the other day, Jake and I were working on getting dinner on the table, and Alex was following us around in the kitchen. He was obviously getting very frustrated that no one was picking him up because he would cry every time one of us would walk by! Finely, Jake walked up to him, lifted him up into the air, and said in jest "Who do you think you are crying all the time 'cause we don't pick you up?" And Mercedes, in all seriousness and with a little bit of "valley girl" attitude as if implying duh, you should know this, Dad replied, "He's Mr. Alex, the Bo Balex."