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Let Love In

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Let Love In

As parents, it’s easy to see where our children need love. They need love when they’ve had a bad day at school. They need love when they missed the ball at practice. They need love when their brother tore the head off their favorite baby doll. And they need love when the dog won’t play with them after they spilled their noodles on the floor and when they lied about finishing their homework. The job of a parent might include the roles of chef, chauffeur, nurse, counselor, teacher, preacher, laundry-doer, and referee; but no matter which role you’re taking on, being a parent always involves dishing out love.

As moms and dads, we’re consumed with the needs of our children. We want to build their self-esteem and their character. We want to foster creativity and inspire faith. We try to teach them to play fair and share. We spend every waking moment creating this list of things to do just make sure we’re hitting the mark. But there is one thing we sometimes forget, and it’s really simple. We’re people too!

Just because we’re parents doesn’t mean we don’t have our own inexplicable bouts of grumpiness. Being moms doesn’t make us exempt from overwhelming loneliness or feelings of failure. Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to stop ourselves in the middle of our own destructive patterns and just let love in.

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A Hallmark Moment

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Last night my husband had the foresight to ask Blondie and her Beau if they would do a little babysitting so he could take me out for a Valentine’s date, a day early. I don’t know why, I got those teenager bubbles in my stomach. I had a new red dress hanging in the closet, so Blondie and I made a voyage to buy new shoes, a few accessories, and for the first time all week, I broke out the good mascara. I even bought him a Hallmark! Read the rest of this entry

Not quite Normal

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Monday morning I have to admit I thought it was President’s Day. I don’t even know why. Maybe from all the inaugural talk on Facebook? Who knows. At least I knew the most important thing, which was that it was a school holiday. Waking children up at 6:30 was not required Monday morning, but by noon I sure wish I had sent them off for the day.

I tell you this: in a house with 5 boys it is impossible to ever have enough food. I fed them breakfast, I fed them a snack, I fed them lunch, I fed them another snack, and just as I was getting ready to cook dinner I found two of them hiding in their room eating the family size package of sausage I planned on using to feed the entire family tomorrow, and that’s after they polished off an entire box of clementines (those cute little oranges kids love so much).

When the bill collectors call and ask “where’s the money?” I simply say “my kids ate it.” And I think they would quite literally eat the dollars if I let them. Saturday we were all sitting in the car when the youngest two starting snacking on their homework. Seriously, they were biting off the paper and chewing it up. I turned around and said “don’t eat that!” and they both just looked at me and swallowed! I’m not kidding, the dog didn’t eat their homework, they did.

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Of course this wouldn’t be the home of the ZOO CREW if that were our only mishap of the week. The other night I was trying to write a blog, and catch up with my favorite bloggers. The children were playing in the yard when I heard a blood curdling scream that jolted me from my chair. Expecting blood or broken bones, I managed to leap to the front door and yank it open in less than a second only to find my nine year old spraying everyone down with the water hose. Apparently, they had a mud fight, and Tucker decided I would be mad if they tracked it through the strangely clean house, so without hesitation he started hosing them with ice cold water. I guess 42°F and soaking wet beats making mom mad!? Read the rest of this entry