I mean that as a saying, not literally. Since as an underachiever in the kids' laundry category I am perfectly incapable of getting many food stains out of many a white t-shirt. And those are supposed to be the easy ones. Let's just say that for color-bleeding reasons my laundry loads don't actually see 90 C very often.
But I digress. I picked the title of this post as a comment on my day today, as a parent. The ups and downs, the lucky highs and the tantrum lows. You can pretty much match them, turn for turn, and come out with an average day. Not way better than most and not way worse. And yet, within the confines of its hours, there were all manner of things going on.
My 3+ kid woke me at 4am to help her find her pacifier. I couldn't sleep for the rest of the hour after that. Unlucky.
Found ourselves in the middle of a crowd of mardi gras costume wearing kids and their families (and we happened to all have our animal hats on in case the main parade that is actuallz tomorrow was today) and the steel drum band. Lucky.
My daughter fell asleep in her stroller during the parade (lucky) and then didn't sleep a wink more the moment we got home, 45 minutes later because of missed connections (un-LUCK-eh).
A and I caught the twice an hour bus by running fast, on our way to do some shopping. This driver actually waited an extra 10 seconds for us, which usually counts as a miracle here. Luck-a-luck-a-luck-eee.
A's scooter caught a cobblestone on the way back to the bus home, just at a busy intersection, and I about lost it (un-lucky-ducky). I took it away for the streets, too quickly and finally in that instant and I had a 20 minute tantrum on my hands for the wait and bus ride home. (Now you guess, which category?).
She wanted apricot flavor for dessert and the unlucky broken yogurt in our grocery bag just happened to be the apricot one. At that time of the night, with the tantrum behind us? LUCK-Y.
A flipped off the kids' chair in the kitchen, pretty much while just standing there. Rare and unlu...strike that. This kid has such balance that this was just TIRED.
Bedtime prep went great for all involved. Lucky.
End of the tally, seems pretty even to me.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
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