Some days we just don't bring our A game.
Today was one of those days for me. In all honesty it's been one of those months for me!
If I am going to grade myself today I think it's only fair that I grade my family.
William has earned a 95% for the day.
He lost 10% for ridiculously stinky diapers and knocking over my crafting table, but he earned 5% back for extreme cuteness.
He was such a good little boy today that it starts to make you think "Why don't I have another one of these little darlings?". These thoughts don't usually last for more than a day - hence no new babies. We had our primary program today and since Soungsik and I both needed to sit on the stand we opted to take William up with us. This was a risky decision that could have totally backfired. We lucked out and William was better than he has probably ever been in sacrament meeting. Maybe I should speak to the bishop and see if we can sit on the stand every week. He was even better than a few of the older children! When I went to take him to nursery he just went in all by himself and when Soungsik and I went to pick him up after he joyously yelled "mommy!" so he got a few brownie points! He took a nap, said thank you for lunch, cuddled and gave me at least 10 kisses before he went quietly off to bed. Thinking about it now I should give him 100% but some smells are just inexcusable.
Isabelle has earned 95% also.
She started off the day great by sneaking into my bed and cuddling up to me. She waited until I woke up and then we had girl talk for about 10 minutes on important issues like what dresses we wanted to wear to church, how we would do our hair, what color of nail polish would look beautiful on us and what we should make for breakfast. During the primary program Isabelle had her part perfectly memorized and did so great. She sat so quietly and sang lovely as well. I have no idea how she was the rest of church - I hope good! I took 15% away from Isabelle during piano and violin practice and 5% for spilling milk after I told her I'd pour it. She earned 15% back when she told me at bedtime "Mommy you are the best, best mommy a girl ever had!!!" Even though we have our rough mommy/daughter moments most of the time she is a pure joy. I just love watching the person she is growing into.
Soungsik has earned...hummm...it's kind of hard to grade your husband.
I'll do it anyways. He gets 85%. He had lost 50% for making us late to church this week (not entirely his fault) but I gave him 35% percent back for cutting and sanding wood blocks for me in the freezing cold for two hours yesterday. He is so mellow and laid back. In fact sometimes I wonder if we get along a little too well. Oh we have our "conversations" every now and again, but for the most part we are just enjoying growing old together. Today Soungsik took William with him during the primary program - brownie points. He also made lunch and was so patient with me when I had a meltdown this morning. He is my new team teacher in primary and I love it. He thinks he is very serious and mean with the kids, but in reality the boys in class are having a blast playing with him. The jury is still out on if he helps in class or not! He keeps making me watch really stupid westerns, but then he makes up for it by making me laugh. Yep, I think I'll keep him.
Me? I only get 65%. I started off the day so well. I had the best of intentions. We had a nice, relaxed morning. My lesson was prepared the night before including delicious cookies. Isabelle and I got up and painted nails and made a hot breakfast for a cold morning. The kids got in the tub. The begged to play for 10 more minutes so being the great mom I am I said "you bet kids, no hurry, we have all the time in the world." Oh yes, I was really on the ball this morning. I took Isabelle into the bathroom to start off on the beautiful ringlets we had previously decided to do in our hair. My husband came into the room, still in his pajamas and asked "What time does our church start anyways?" I looked at him like he was one of the most mindless people ever, rolled my eyes a little, and then said "11:00 honey...the exact same time it has started for the past 2 years." I mean really..DUH! He then informed me "Well it is 11:00." From there my voice began in a normal tone and increasingly got more high pitched, loud, and frantic. I sounded something like this..."What? What time did you say? Are you kidding me? That's not even funny Soungsik! Not funny one bit! What time is it really? We still have an hour left before church." Of course I didn't wait for him to answer. Walking over to the clock..."I can't believe you would tease me like this! It is not 11:00. That's not possible. Some of us have been up for four hours. It doesn't take 4 hours to get 3 people ready for church. You are so mean to tease me like that...HOLY MOLEY! CRAP - IT'S 11:00! But my hair and makeup aren't done. Isabelle and William's hair isn't done. We don't have shoes on! I don't' even know where the shoes are! Is William stinky? NO - we don't have time for stinky!!! I don't care if I rip all of your hair out Isabelle - we don't have time to care! The tangles must be gone and gone now!"....Getting in the car... "We don't need seat belts. We don't even have time to die! A car crash would make us way too late - no we won't be doing that today! Why of all weeks do I have to loose my mind on the day of the primary program!" If we would have missed Isabelle's part I don't think she ever would have forgiven me. Luckily we got there well before the program started. Granted my makeup was bad, my hair, Isabelle's hair, and William's hair was still undone, but we ALL had shoes on and they even matched! It was then that I realized I forgot my program so I didn't know when I needed to send kids up, bad teacher (they all made it anyways). I also forgot to bring Isabelle's scriptures. She was one of the only kids without them when we sang Scripture Power, bad mom. I watched jealously as one of Isabelle's cute friends walked up to the pulpit with beyond curly ringlets, bad mom. One of the boys in my class had his chair breaking. I just sat and watched him fix it on his own, bad teacher. I watched as one naughty boy, no make that 2 naughty boys that were being annoying. I did nothing. I was emotionally spent, bad teacher. In class I only gave a 10 minute lesson and we talked and ate cookies and goofed off the rest of the time, bad teacher. I fed my children peanut butter and honey sandwiches and peaches for dinner, bad mom. I put Isabelle straight into her pajamas after church - it saves time right? It is almost 11:00 and Isabelle is still awake. It turns out that tonight I don't really care, bad mom. My sink is full of dirty dishes that I have zero intention of washing tonight, bad wife.
All that being said I was pretty happy today. Today was a nice day. I think I'll do much better tomorrow.
I think I'll care a little more. I have the best of intentions... we all know how well those worked out for me today.
I am the best best mommy a girl could have!
I am the best best mommy a girl could have!
I could probably take over the world if I put in an A day!
