Lord, Grant Me Patience

Well, I am glad to say that Mikaily is feeling much better. Wanna know how I know this?? Yesterday, she would. not. SHUT. UP. (ahhhhhhwww, I said "the S" woooord!)

"Mommy, why is it raining? My friend at school said the clouds are crying. But I don't think clouds can cry. Do you think clouds can cry? Clouds can't cry because they aren't people. Unless there are people on them. But I don't think you can stand on a cloud. If you standed on a cloud you would fall through. Plus, how could you get on the cloud anyways? What if you could get on a cloud. Would that be fun? I think I would be scared and not do that. Do you think a bird would be up there? What if it hit you because it didn't see you because you shouldn't be on a cloud."

Good gravy! Breathe child, BREATHE!!!! She has been having some problems with her asthma and we have been using her inhaler. I don't know about the rest of you who have a child with asthma, but when I give her that inhaler she goes PSYCHO!

We went out to eat for dinner last night. She started looking through the kids menu and went on another tirade.

"There is only one thing I can eat here. Just the chicken. I can't eat the Macaroni because it has real cheese on it. I can't eat the turkey because it has gooey stuff in it. I can't eat the eggs and toast because eggs are gross and they won't let me get anything instead of them and I don't like toast either because it is too crunchy. I can't get this because they might burn it. I can't get that because it is stringy. Blah blah blah......"

She went on and on. She probably told us about 20 or 30 foods on the menu she wouldn't eat and why.

Then, last night, Kyle was saying his prayer before he went to bed and it went a little something like this:
"Heavenly Father. Thank you for today. Thank you for my family. Thank you for dinosaurs. Thank you that Evan can stop talking when I am saying my prayer. Bless that the bad guys can't get me tonight. Bless that mommy and daddy can't be mean to me when I am bad. Amen."

This morning, I took Kyle to school. I had to take Alaina and Evan with me. Since he is in preschool, I have to walk him to the classroom. Evan decided half way up the sidewalk that his legs were broken and he couldn't walk anymore. I didn't want to cause a big scene by screaming at him, so I shifted Alaina to one hip and picked Evan up and plopped him on the other and carried both of them back to the car (which is a pretty LONG walk).

I said my own little prayer this morning as I was driving home...it went a little something like this.........

"Lord, grant me patience.......BUT HURRY!"