Sometimes it's just LOVE

There are times when I love being a Mom.  And there are times when I don't.  The times of discipline are the ones that I detest.  Teaching them right from wrong, good from bad, nice and mean, yadda yadda yadda gets so monotonous and so hard.  We've been in a tough stage for a bit now.  Cal is trying to learn more of his independence, while Mia just wants to help him.  Jules wants to be the mother and tell everyone what do to, but can't remember to put her shoes on even when walking in the rain!  Crazy kids, I tell ya.

At the moment, I'm in the stage of loving it.  We've been focusing on James 1:19.  "Be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry."  We are all working on each part.  The kids on listening the first time, all of us slow to argue with one another, and each of us slow to become angry when we don't get what we want.  It has been working for the last 2 days.  Not a bad stretch when you have a 4, 7, and 10 year old.  And a Mom who's PMSing!   At least I don't think. 

I love listening and seeing them all playing in one room together.  They love to play in their little "Pretendville".  I love it at night when Cal wants to pray with the girls and when we're done he can't wait to give the girls kisses and hugs.  It makes me so incredibly happy when they show their love towards one another. The girls are definitely his best buds.  At least for now...

One of Mia's little friends on her soccer team has 3 sisters and 1 bother.  One day Mike said to Cal, "Geesh Cal, how'd you like that?!  Have THREE sisters!"  and Cal responded with, "YEAH Dad!  That'd be awesome!"  I don't think Mike was expecting that reply, and actually neither was I, but just shows, he loves his sisters.  I have a feeling as he gets older, one day, he'll love having his sisters because their friends will be around!  HA