"You'll see..."

I remember before we had kids

someone told me (who had 5)

that 10 minutes doesn't pass in their house 

without someone crying

about something.

I remember being shocked

"Really??"

and I tried to imagine their well-behaved kids 

throwing random fits at home

and wondered what all the fuss would be about?

My friend chuckled and muttered something like

"you'll see..."

hA

HA

HAAAAA

From the last 48 hours:
Happy J in the playroom,
Impatient Miss N in the kitchen,
Chapped face N on my bed (with J lounging in the background)
Rollin' with it in the bathroom
Banana-Rama on the kitchen table
Strawberry Escape: My after-kids-are-in-bed treat

Isn't it funny how life pulls you 

from one stage to another

and a lightbulb of experience

is turned on...

...one mess & meltdown moment

at a time.

Yup, it was a rough week. Kids were sick, stuck inside, Trevor in sunny Florida, play dates cancelled, broken bowls, pulled down curtains, sticky gooey messes, laundry piles, crumb-filled floors, broken lights, new stains, nighttime coughs, little fevers, impatient moments, confusing cries, baffling 4 year old logic, loud 1 year old screeches, amazing 2 year old messes, & many more moments.

Some days are harder than the day before. 

Some weeks are longer than others. Some reasons don't make sense and some spaces seem to never get quite clean. 

What I am constantly being reminded is that I am not here to dance blissfully through my days but to live them--the gritty and the gorgeous--together and to learn from the lessons in between.

That snippet of a conversation from years ago 

comes to mind often--and I smile.

"you'll see..."