My Life Lately

This morning started out the same as any other morning.  Breakfast, coffee, begin school, prayer, devotional, Words with Friends, Ruzzle.  Jack got up an hour or so later (I'm perfectly okay with this since the girls can be half way through school before I start with Jack), and I started all over again.

I was at the desk with Jack doing math.  Geometry, specifically.  I was agitated.  I kept getting a particular word problem wrong.  Good grief, it was 8th grade!  So, I had to take a break and went into the girls' bathroom.  Sparing you the details, the potty (still using that term because I think my girls are still 2 years old) was wet.  Upon further inspection, the lid was wet, too.  As well as the sink counter.  It looked like a rainstorm had gone through the bathroom.  And, I wasn't too happy about a wet potty.  And since I was already agitated about the ridiculous geometry problem, I decided to find out who hosed down the bathroom.  Eva?  No.  Joy?  No.  Ivy?  A quiet voice answered yes.  I guess she could tell in my ugly tone that I wasn't a happy mom.  After chiding her, I asked why?  And talk about shameful.  That was me.  Ivy was doing her best to clean the bathroom - without being asked.  And I responded with an ugly ol' attitude because of a geometry problem and a wet toilet seat.  Lesson learned.  I hugged her up, thanked her, and showed her how to clean the bathroom.

Ivy is a very sweet girl.  She is always eager to help out around the house.  I love her so much.  She isn't perfect.  She has the normal sibling issues, but who am I?  I just acted ugly.  How patient our Heavenly Father is with us. And how loving He is to show me my ugly attitude.

Sweetness all in pink.  Well, sweetness most of the time.

Now, onto another Ivy story.  Today, while making cookies, this conversation happened:

Ivy:  I know who wrote the book of Mark.
Me:  Really?  Who?
Ivy:  John Mark.
Me:  Who wrote Matthew?
Ivy:  Matthew.
Me:  Who wrote Luke?
Ivy:  Luke.
Me:  Who wrote John?
Ivy:  John.
Me:  Who wrote Acts?
Ivy:  I don't know anyone named Acts.

Gotta love it!

 And in the spirit of keeping it real to let you know it isn't all roses 'round here...

Joy got mad because Eva had her Hopper.  She decided to lay on the floor and show her pouty face.  She still is cute.  She seemed to have forgotten our rule, "If you cry for something, you never get it."