“And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down/In rushing, rising riv’lets…” – from Winnie the Pooh.
Yes that was most of the night before last and yesterday morning. For the most part it was nice, we got to have Daddy home till noon since he can’t work in the rain. And once the front moved out everything was extra bright and crisp looking outside.
After Vic was finally able to head out for the day, our afternoon here got very busy, but not in the ways I had hoped.
Kit was having very clingy day. And a wanting-to-be-naked day. And a let’s-get-into-everything-and-make-lots-of-messes day. It was evident very early that any attempts to get housework done were going to be undone, helped with. So I gave in and decided I’d simply dedicate the rest of the day to the kids.
In doing so I gave them permission to make plenty of (controlled) messes. And freed myself from all of the frustration, turning into anger, when they are busy making messes while I am trying to clean up the ones we already have. That can become a vicious cycle that just ends up making all of us unhappy. …continue reading
