The Presiding Bishop is coming to visit Holy Cross Faith Memorial. Everyone involved is buzzing with energy and honor. It comes on the tail end of a great Spring Break with my family. We did all those local things we never seem to have time for: Brookgreens, lazy beach mornings, playground and ice cream adventures, and even amusement rides at Broadway at the Beach. Wil was able to join us for some of the fun but he stayed pretty busy with preparations and the usual church stuff. Most folks were out of town or working so we got LOTS of quality time together, just us girls…..
Willow is in a new, tantrum phase which I vaguely remember from Lilly’s two almost three year old days. I also vaguely remember trying to forget those days because they are mentally and sometimes emotionally exhausting. A struggle with Willow can bring out a side of me that I just don’t like at all and end up feeling sad about later. Consequences that once worked aren’t working and simple questions, “Would you like green beans or corn?” can send Willow into a full on, stomping the floor, hitting and even spitting whirlwind. Not cool Willow, not cool. Then, in the exact same section of the day, she can turn around and give Lilly a huge hug or sing the sweetest rendition of ABC’s. Of course, when we are right in the middle of one of the tantrums, Lilly finds it the perfect moment to drill me with a million question like, ‘How do they make nails?” or “Why does it rain?” or the ever popular “When can I have a sleepover?” The combination of these two events makes me want to bang my head against a wall but I have found something that is less violent: I dramatically put my hands in prayer and gaze up into the sky and say, “God, I need some patience right now… One of my children is mad over green beans and the other is asking me the same questions she asked yesterday.” This makes both Lilly and Willow laugh and it gives me enough time to cool down and regroup. This almost always works…almost. All the hard work pays off when I go to pick them up from school and the teachers say how good they’ve been with a look of, “we don’t say this to every parent.” They DO know how to be polite and follow directions!
The weather has finally officially changed. We went from cool breezes to slightly muggy which means I have to start shaving again. That or officially go all natural which nobody wants. Looking forward to the upcoming weeks when new things bloom and old things come to an end…..