Am I the only one to feel like that ever?
So, it was just one of those days where I couldn’t seem to get anything done, just treading water… clean up one room to find the next room even worse.
The sink’s full already??? I just did the dishes!
You know. One of those days.
Every single sentence out of my boys’ mouths was IN THEIR LOUD VOICE. They kept forgetting- honestly they really did. Even when I asked them two seconds earlier to please talk softer. “I want my dad-deeeeeeey.”
Yes, one of those days.
They wanted to play outside and I thought that would be a perfect opportunity for me to get them out of the house. We step outside and it instantly begins to rain. As if someone out there was just waiting to play a trick on us. Funny because, as it was already one of those days, this was quite okay.
So as the boys were running inside the house I told them to wait- we grabbed our lawn chairs and sat in the garage with the door open, watching the rain come down and mist upon us inside.
It was fun.
We listened to the rain. Noah surmised that it rains because the clouds “can’t hold it anymore” and it stops when “they are empty.”
We watched how the drops bounce off the driveway when they beat against the pavement. We closed our eyes and could tell when a car drove by; hearing the sweeeesh of it driving on the wet road.
I learned to take a step back from my rainy one of those days and actually grab it and live it instead of letting it pass by or be filed under I Had Such A Bad Day. I had such a day of my boys being this young. A day of their LOUD VOICES in my ears. A day I hope I remember because it’s not going to be like this forever.
It was a good one of those days.