enjoy the frustrations...

Okay, okay, I know. I haven't posted since when...and where are the pictures?? Um, still on my camera. I realized after we went to the pumpkin patch, I hadn't downloaded pictures from July yet!! Wow, talk about feeling behind.
I feel like that a lot lately, behind. I feel behind on the laundry, (which seems never ending in my house!), the dishes, my reading, my work, the housework (don't even want to talk about it!), the dog's bath, and everything else. However, I thought about it on the way to work today and this is what I have come up with...Last night as we were bathing children and cleaning up dinner, Brandon came into the living room and announced he needed Tupperware to put the leftovers in. Okay, why might he come in the living room an announce that I am sure you are thinking, as I was last night as it happened. But, before I could even ask, he bent over and picked up exactly what he was looking for off the living room floor. I couldn't help but laugh out loud, even though a good portion of me didn't find it all that funny. My Tupperware, and most of the lids, had been scattered out of the cabinet and on the floor of the kitchen and living room that day, well, most days. So, we have gotten used to having to search for the pieces in various rooms under various pieces of furniture and wash them before using them when we need them. Most days, it really frustrates me, really frustrates me. Then, I was thinking this morning on my way to work. Yes, your house is a mess, always. Yes it is chaos with lots of noise, someone always asking where something is and no one else ever seeming able to find whatever it is they are looking for. Or, when you do find it, it is most likely in the hands of a screaming, running 15 month old. But, in all honesty, I wouldn't change it for the world. As my grandmother would say...not for all the tea in China. I love having a house full of children running muck, making racket, discovering, learning and loving. I look at it all at the end of an exhausting day and realize how blessed I am and the clutter and the spread out Tupperware will all be gone some day too soon and I will no longer have the representation of babies in my house anymore. They will be asking for the keys to the car, not wanting to be seen in public with me, begging not to embarrass them in front of their friends, and I'll wish for those days back. So, enjoy them while they are here I say, frustrations and all...