The kids were ugly to each other, everything was chaotic trying to get everyone ready on time, and of course, I just wanted to have time for pictures, you know, the ones that last a lifetime.
So we go outside, it's freezing, the kids are complaining, no one will smile, and well, mommy had a little breakdown. I went on strike. I dropped the camera, went inside, and said that's it. IT!
Really, hadn't we just been to the beach for a week where we a bought all new clothes & shoes for everyone, bought Build-A-Bears, ate out every meal, played in the pool even when it was soooo cold, played games, rode go-carts, and ate enough doughnuts to feed a small third-world country?
We get in the car and I let them have it. You're familiar, I'm sure -- "the mommy speech." It goes something like this... "After all I have done for you this week -- taking you to the beach, buying you everything you wanted, and this is the thanks I get? All Mommy wanted was a few smiling pictures. That's it. And you couldn't even do it after all I do for all of you!"
Then we go in, hear the sermon, and the guilt is welling up in me the whole way thru.
I felt horrible. I closed my eyes, prayed for forgiveness... patience. I love them all. How can we all act that way to each other? We learn through our mistakes, right?
Needless to say, I have no cute Easter pictures for the blog, but we did decorate Easter eggs and had a great time doing it. I promise to have a much more meaningful Easter morning next year kiddos.
