Jewells of Thought

Do you ever get somewhere and have this perceived idea of what’s going to happen only to be surprised?

This afternoon three little girls piled into our backseat when we believed only one was coming with us. Isn’t that quite a jolt, usually? Yeah that was just the beginning of a long evening. As I have said I more technically have 3 nieces tonight we had the other two. My niece decided a baby was more important than time with us.

I have never seen two little girls eat 90% of a quart jar of pickles before today. It was definitely a comical sight to behold. Selena won’t even touch them, herself. I have to admit I laughed so much at this… until I turned my back for a minute and found a pickle in the back of my belt loop of my pants.

Yes and Bryan thought that was awful funny once I light up my phone afterwards. It was really good to see his message even though he was laughing as he texted ‘Lol, hope you’re doing okay sweetheart.”

Before that they painted, and actually did very well. The only argument was one girl had a small brush and the other had a bigger one. So we had to go back and forth with the brushes. It didn’t take long for hunger spasms to hit them hard even before the pickles. Although, I had told them I had already finished the dinosaur chicken nuggets. Okay we don’t usually get those kinds of chicken for ourselves, but I did earlier have Chicken Ceasar Salad with dinosaur chicken pieces. I admit to that.

So yes, they got the dinosaurs and ate all of what was on their plate. Yet feeding their tummies and playing with them didn’t allow me time to finish my writing. Honestly, if some ideas didn’t come to me as they did I might not have gotten my quota this evening.

Exhaustion. I should sleep very well tonight. I love playtime with the girls; I wasn’t prepared for this though maybe it’s what we needed after this emotional week. Perhaps it’s a warm-up for the time we need to be vigilant for our family and our family friends on Sunday and Monday.

Don’t children remind us life continues on and that we grieve, but we also have to one step at a time move onward as a family.