Monday, November 30, 2009

Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Have you ever had one of those days, like Alexander? Where you just want to crawl back into bed before the day even starts? You know what kind of day it is before your feet even hit the floor. It's going to be one of those days where your patience wears thin and you feel yourself about to lose complete control. Whether it's from the conflicting emotions raging inside of you, or the chaos from the children in your home, or you're just feeling a little off, these days are inevitable. They are terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days. You can't stop them entirely, and moving to Australia certainly won't fix them. (Though it might take your mind off things for a little while!)

You might wake up with gum in your hair, or drop your sweater in the sink while the water is running. You might not find a toy in your cereal box, or you might have to sit in the middle in the car pool, or sing too loud or forget sixteen while counting. Your mom may have forgotten dessert in your lunch, or you might have a cavity, or maybe the elevator door will close on your foot! You might want to move to Australia. You might have to buy plain white sneakers, eat lima beans for dinner or watch kissing on TV. Your bath water could be too hot, you could get soap in your eyes or have to wear pajamas you don't like. It could be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day!

But I think that Alexander's mom was onto something. I think she had a profound bit of wisdom to share with us.

"My mom says some days are like that. Even in Australia"...

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