Saturday, January 22, 2011
One of those mornings
Does anyone else have trouble becoming functional in the morning?
My husband and I have collected coffee mugs over the years, until they became too plentiful, and I pick my coffee mug to match my mood for the day. Needless to say, the above pictured mug is one of my favorites.
The other morning I got out of bed, moderately blind without my glasses, and in the morning light I saw the form of glasses on top of the TV, so I put them on. They turned out to be my 4 year olds sunglasses, so I removed them and went in search of the real ones, which I have a habit of putting in different places not always easy to find, especially when you are sight impaired without them.
We made cherry pie the other night. All from scratch. I've been going through a baking cookbook recipe by recipe for years now (same style as the Julie and Julia, minus the daily part of it, and the blog, and the fame, movie, money, etc.), but it's something I do with the kids. It used to be fun, but last night it turned into a sibling rivalry, tear-filled preteen blowout and my husband had to intervene. It used to be easy; I just got her some milk, snuggled up with her on the couch with a book, and she adored me. Now I don't understand her, I'm not fair, and I just don't get it.
I'm not perfect, but sometimes I think maybe I try just a little too hard, because life isn't always fair. There is a 6 year age difference between the two, and they are in such different places, I didn't think I was going to need a psychology degree to get through this. She's only ten, but I'm going to try my hardest to get her through the teenage years as happily as possible. Any advice out there?