Challenge

Did anyone ever see the episode of the Cosby Show where he is waiting in a dance studio (for one of his girls????) and has a "shallange" with an old man? A tap dancing challenge? Where every time one of them does a little jig, the other one ups the ante?? And they say "shallange" to each other? That's what comes to mind. I feel like every time I try to take on some kind of challenge (especially if it's one that is worthy) I hear that in the back of my mind.

It's amazing what happens when you're trying to work at being patient. Managing your time more wisely and things of that nature.

--> Haley has been very trying. Ok, so that's not new. But it's new for me to try to be more loving with her and less grumpy. (ie-not yell at her). Yesterday it was getting dressed and fixing her hair. Yes, I know that I should choose my battles. But I really think it's important that she is reasonably dressed when we go somewhere. Anywhere. I think that's teaching her the importance of taking time and respecting yourself and your family enough and looking feminine-on some level. And I don't care if she plays in the dirt in her clothes. But she should leave the house looking presentable. that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Today it was just the getting dressed part. I was fairly patient this morning (ok, not perfect, but not bad either--but before you think I'm a great mom, read on)

--> tonight we had a million places to be all at once. We had: baseball practice in the town where we live at 5:45 pm, American Heritage Girls at 6:00 pm 20 mins away. And then we had our Financial Peace University class at 6:30 (until 8:20-8:30 pm) in the town where we live. Meanwhile Lindsay needed to be picked up at 7:30--20 minutes away! and to top it all of I sabotaged the whole thing and gave myself 5 minutes to get myself and 2 little ones ready. Which led to impatience on my part (hellooooo, it was my fault we were in a rush, not theirs!?) and crankiness all around...which then led to Lindsay feeling bad that her activity makes me stressed. Took a moment to pray (cause I realized that satan was having a party at the cranky, disorganized, distracted mess that I was) and we got it all back under control. Tomorrow is a new day.

P.S. I can't wait to show you pictures of what we're working on for a History project. This is when I LOVVVVE homeschooling. I get to choose the projects and I get to help with them!!!