I can't begin to say how much I just love ordinary days.
A couple weeks ago I had one of the worst.days.ever.
A coworker was having a bad day today and I shared the humor (or lack thereof) of the bad day I had a couple weeks ago.
You know... one of those days when the McDonald's Sweet Tea is so horrible you don't even bother taking it out of your car when you get to work and then when you get to work and go to the bathroom you have to ask another coworker whom you barely know to please give you toilet paper.
She asks you if you want the toilet paper over or under the stall.
You know...that kind of day.
And that was just the beginning.
I will spare you the rest of the details.
As I told my coworker today, it was a "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day".
Have you read that story? :) Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
The story is about a little boy that is having a terrible day.
I love it.
He threatens to move to Australia.
At the end, the little boy says "My Mom says some days are just like that, even in Australia."
I think those terrible days are what keeps me realizing just how wonderful and special my ordinary days really are.
Side note: Have you seen the Seinfeld episode where Elaine begs for the lady in the next stall to just spare one square of toilet paper? The lady refuses. Funniest episode I have ever seen.
Just some random little happenings and quotes that have recently occurred during my "Ordinary Days"...
I walked in Megan's room to find this...
(terrible picture taken with my old camera)
I know...it looks like a mess but nothing makes me happier than when my girls get in "the zone" and start playing hard and using their imaginations.
These are the ingredients good, ordinary days are made of.
We were getting ready to go on a trip and Megan was dying to start packing. She asked me, "What's more importaner? Doing work or helping your baby pack?" she always says "What's more importaner?" :)
Meg: Mom, did you love carrying your suitcase around when you were a little girl?
Me: No, I didn't have one when I was a little girl.Meg: Why? Were suitcases not invented yet? Thanks Meg.
I tried to wake Kacie up to get ready for school...
Me: What do you want for breakfast?
Me: 16 what?
Kacie : Pickles. Whaaaat???? :)
Kacie: I don't want the puppy to lick my face because it's too close to my nose.
Me: You don't like the way her breath smells?
Kacie: No.Meg: It's smells like Petunia.... (tuna) :)
Me: Why did you use a puppy pad this morning instead of taking Bailey outside to potty?
Tim: I won't use a pad tomorrow. Today's Martin Luther King Day. (And.....)
Tim: If the worst problem you have with me is that I am a hypochondriac, then is it really that bad?
Me: But Tim, you are a really BAD hypochondriac.
Tim: Better than being a really BAD alcoholic isn't it? (Umm....he has a point)
Kacie informed me that she had been thinking about the similarities and differences between Beauty and the Beast and Tangled. She decided to make a Venn Diagram on her easel where she "compared and contrasted" the two movies.
I am absolutely positive 20 years from now my whole family will be able to remember hearing Megan shout from the bathroom, NO TOI-LETTTT PAA-PERR!!!!!! Just about an every day occurrence.
Megan was so proud her of Iphone eraser she bought for $1 at the book fair.
She pretended to download music on it and talk to her friends all evening.
I went into the girls' room to tuck them in at bedtime.
They were face to face talking softly (not arguing)!
Megan had given Kacie her eraser and told Kacie she had another $1 and would buy one for herself the next day.
They were so pleased.
Next thing I knew, they were lying in bed hugging each other, not saying a word.
My heart swelled inside my chest.