Remember the silence I wrote about last time?
Remember the feeling of being alone I wrote about last time?
Well, thats I all I have too. Just remembering, because those two things are gone.
The kids are all home, under one roof and feeling the effects of no longer being with grandparents. It has been a rough 24 hours.
They are like little wild animals. Yesterday after we picked up Daniel, we went to a couple of stores. You would have thought it was the first time they had been in public. They were walking in the middle of the aisles, smack dab in the way of adults pushing buggies. They were flailing their arms in the air as if they had no control of them at all. They were talking so loudly, people on the other side of the store could have heard them, and probably wished I had had more control of them. I wished I had had more control of them!
Today has been little better. It seems that I have raised the most ungrateful children and the most unruly. I don't know how it happened. They have usually acted so nice in public, especially when Stephen was with them. WOW! We were not prepared for this!
So to all of you that think I may have a perfect life, and wonderful, obedient, children. That is a nice picture, and sadly one I paint way to often, but it isn't the case. My house isn't perfect, it is quite messy and cluttered. My children aren't perfect, they are 10,7,and 4, and as of this moment WILD. My marriage isn't perfect, it is pretty wonderful most of the time, but it definitely has its ups and downs. All that is perfect with me is Jesus.