January 22, 2009

Anything can be altered with the right perspective and chocolate cake

I took yesterday off around the house because Joe was going to be working late and I knew I was in for a long day. (My apologies to you moms who do this on a routine schedule. It's a rarity around here.)

When I say off, I mean I didn't clean a single dish until Judge Judy was on the radio, including the previous night's dinner dishes. I didn't sweep the dust bunnies I saw under my bed. And when I say bed, I mean kitchen table.

Lest all household duties be forgotten, I did make Jello and baked a chocolate cake. My sweet tooth will always outrank dust bunnies on my priority list.

Instead, Madeline and I spent lots and lots of time playing together. We built towers. We did puzzles. We played in her kitchen. We napped. We read 150 pages of Winnie the Pooh, proof that she will sit still for anything Pooh-related.

And, ahem, there's a strong possibility reading that much Pooh may have influenced the decision to make a chocolate cake.

Seriously, how good does that layered chocolate cake dripping with icing look?? I rest my case. Also I asked Madeline to point out the cake as I snapped the picture. But she wanted to make sure you all knew who Pooh was. Consider yourself educated.

We did a craft that's been around since Moses parted the Red Sea. Back then, it involved gluing Manna to an outline of sheep carved in rock.

(Do not be fooled by the vacuum in the background. Trust me, I did not use it yesterday. It's been sitting out since last Friday...)

We looked at this picture about 9,000 times because Madeline without Blake is like a fish out of water. We had just seen him the day before but she was missing him desperately.

And when I was distracted on the phone, Madeline took advantage of the situation to stuff not one but TWO pacifiers in her mouth. (She only gets her pacifier when she sleeps.)

It was a wonderful day, one when I felt like I was a stay-at-home mom and not the world's most distracted multi-tasker with a child.

But I woke up this morning feeling a little annoyed. By the state of our ignored house. By Madeline's crankiness after not sleeping well. By my crankiness after not sleeping well because Madeline didn't sleep well. And the fact that Joe and I played Wii until midnight once he finally got home.

But then I logged onto Facebook and saw my cousin's status:

"Christina is okay with the fact that my kids are driving me a little crazy today because it means they're alive and healthy!"

And if she can have that attitude with three kids, including a 1-month-old, I can have that attitude with my one child. Who is 100 percent absolutely, perfectly healthy.

The slice of drippy-icing chocolate cake for breakfast probably helped my attitude as well.


Jen said...

I want a piece! :) And good for you not doing household duties.

I might take your advice--when you come visit next weekend and everything is very dirty at my place, you can smile b/c I wanted to be like you.

Megan said...

Love, love, love this post. Seriously and truly.

Courtney said...

Sounds abosolutely wonderful :) and makes me miss y'all even more!!

jen@odbt said...

Great post. I have moments like yours and need these reminderes as well. Love the pacifier picture.

Kristen@nosmallthing said...

Yes, cake for breakfast can definitely improve one's mood. :)

I've had days like that, too, and then the next day is either fabulous, where I get EVERYTHING done, or horrid, where I'm a grump. You just never know what you're going to get.

Have a great weekend!