The song in my head today was...

Just keep swimming...Just keep swimming...

So, my goal was to post today, and coincidentally today has just been one of those days - you know when you think, "is it normal to discipline each kid everyday, or am I doing something wrong?" And when Daddy comes home, we have to sit down and talk with each kid and have another round of discipline. When I am tempted to complain, I just think...so what IF the one spent most of today screaming about doing school (today, I hated homeschooling), OR if the one couldn't go more than 3 minutes without injuring someone (so much so that when I was at the park, some other mother said, "Little boy, you can't do that. I don't know who your mother is, but don't do that." I looked to see and they were just racing to get down the slide... not really an issue to address BUT I did talk with him about not touching ANYone else at the park. Oh, and was that really necessary for the other mom to say loud enough for the whole park to hear? Hummmm...), OR that I had just cleaned up the 3rd accident of the day - this one was the best...I think the child thought he made his own finger paint and the toilet seat was a canvas, OR that I make rice 'cause that is what the family likes, but with 5 kids...rice is EVERYWHERE!

So what am I thankful for? Dustbusters, I put the crock pot on early this morning (before the chaos began), I got one kid a shower before bed, 2 kids were exceptionally well behaved, I did get to the park and no one got hurt and only one needed a spanking (at the park), the mess from dinner is cleaned up, laundry is in the process of getting done(we now have one load entirely devoted to the color pink thanks to the girls), the one tantrum child did indeed finish school by 9pm, and for the blessing of S, who has been such a wonderful help in my time of need!...and what I am most thankful for is that when I cry out for grace, God has supplied me with it immediately (He must either not be working on patience with me or knows that I really needed it) and abundantly, so that by the time Brian got home, I was no longer waiting at the door with my resignation letter in hand :-)