Epiphany: a. A sudden manifestation of the essence or meaning of something. b. A comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization.
Trying to stop the whining about the grounding from video games, I announce, "Let's bake some banana bread!"
Bonding occurs. Measuring, math, questions, no whining.
Spilled sugar, spilled flour, spilled cinnamon.
Tempering my own impulses to be angry with clumsy 2 year old hands; he's two. The other is 5. He's only five.
Hearing the baby cry, hearing the laundry buzz, feeling the tantrum coming, trying not to sigh. Baby on hip, 2 year old crying, 5 year old whining. Bread baking. Husband networking. Beginning to wonder --again --why I signed up for all of this.
It's okay to have crying, whining, laundry, spilled sugar, busy husband, no time to accomplish anything.
It's really okay!
The calm comes, the smile returns. The crying, whining, busy-ness, and lack of time continues, but it's okay.
I did sign up for this.
And I love it.