My son seems to enjoy getting EVERY SINGLE toy out of his room and scatter them around the living room. Sometimes I just find this extremely frustrating! I mean why does he have to be so messy, loud and going non-stop all day? Does he really need his airplanes, constructions trucks, puzzles, blocks, golf clubs and 30 different balls out all at the same time?
The other day after he had turned the living room into what looked like a tornado had come through; I had to take a moment for myself. But once I took a long, deep breathe and looked around I realized it wasn’t really that bad.
Even in the chaos I could still find the joy. I am thankful that I have a house Carson can play in and food for him to eat. A healthy son who is able to make a mess. A job that provides me money to purchase him all the toys he doesn’t need. But mainly thankful to have such a loving family to be chaotic with.
Sure I would like him to pick up after himself after each activity, but let’s be honest – never going to happen! Will he ever learn to use his inside voice? Maybe one day. But I guess in the end these little annoyances are what I love about the little guy. What fun would it be if he always whispered and never made a mess?
How do you find joy in the middle of chaos?