Friday, June 25, 2010

Day 148: Pillow Punching Party

Whenever we have people over the kids get wound up and crazy.

Tonight we fed the missionaries, so my children became lunatics. Then the missionaries left and we tried to settle them down. I never figured out why, but suddenly Little M burst into the kitchen full of grumpy energy needing to be let out. He threw something on the floor, then opened a drawer just so he could slam it shut again. Before he could cause any serious damage, I whisked him away to his bedroom to show him an okay outlet for that frustration.

I grabbed his pillow and told him to punch it. He gave me a grumpy look of confusion. So, I showed him how a few times. Nope. Too grumpy to give it a go. So, I did the only thing a mother can do in that situation. I tickled him all over until the grumpies gave way to genuine giggles and belly laughs. Then we wrestled a bit and then we played a bizarre game of throwing his "special blankie" as hard as possible at each other. It was a blanket, so it didn't hurt. But when I threw it and it spread all over his head and face, he just about died laughing. Those grumpies were completely forgotten.

And giggling with my Little M was my Joyful Moment. I knew he needed some attention from me; I didn't realize I needed the time with him just as much.

I love my crazy children.

Wishing you all Joyful Moments when the grumpies are chased away by a special blankie being chucked at your face.

1 comment:

Linda said...

Well, the home we made an offer on had accepted a contract earlier today, so we will start over. That wasn't joyful at all, but being a part of baby Wyatt's first photo shoot with his Aunt Karen was. And so was dinner at Los Hermanos with everyone after. We had a great waiter - almost as great as you!