waffles for breakfast

I like Saturday mornings for lots of reasons, one of which is getting to “enjoy” my kids’ cooking efforts, kind of and sometimes.  Presently, we have some company staying with us & one of my kids mentioned that he makes some really killer waffles.  Our friend staying with us really likes crispy waffles and voila, a plan was “cooked up.”  The execution of the plan this morning was “sketchy”.  Let’s just say that we almost ruined the waffle iron, the kitchen now needs some deep cleaning attention and there were some nice overtones of cinnamon and nutmeg.  Thankfully our friend who is staying with us slept in and we’ve already organized a Plan B:  no waffles, but crepes area nice alternative.

When life hands you lemons, being thankful can be the sugar you need to make lemonade ,)

shiny clean

It seems to me that most of us like things clean & shiny more than we like the work & effort that goes into making something shiny & clean.  Yesterday, my kids & I cleaned out some of our garage.  Needless to say, I found lots of undesirable junk (half eaten otter pops, sticks that were used as swords, an ancient waffle iron, wood planks, etc).  After lots of sweeping, washing, moving, organizing, etc, part of our garage is not longer a hazardous waste dump 🙂

Sometimes, I think we need to do the deep cleaning work in our thinking, values, time usage & relationships.  Life gets filled with clutter over the course of time & it’s tremendously helpful to declutter our lives from time to time so that we manage our time, money & energies to reinforce our central & timeless priorities – shiny clean 🙂

black bean puke on white carpet

Well, this has certainly been an interesting morning with a 4am wake up call from one of my kids puking up black beans 😦

My rock star husband leapt into action while I hazily tried to figure out what was happening.  When I finally got my brain to work, he was already cleaning & had a battle plan.  After I checked to make sure my son was ok, I tried to copy what my husband was doing, figuring that he was more alert & being more effective than my foggy brain was processing.  Nevertheless, we seemed to get everything settled.  So here’s my conclusion – my husband is a thoroughly fantastic man & an amazing father.  I’m thankful to be married to him & grateful that we can be strong for each other in our  respective weak spots.  It’s a great thing when we get to genuinely brag on our mates 🙂