What's with those kids??

My perfect children.

Okay. I know my kids aren't perfect. Whose children are? But though I complain about their behavior (you can see above, my kids are Crazy!!), I do realize that they are on par with other children and are pretty sensible (despite what you see above.) Actually, they are typical children, fun-loving and totally lacking any self restraint.

My parents had 8 kids. We fought like cats and dogs, (over the contents of the "Sock Drawer") and we treated eachother like mortal enemies. But I'm sure we never ever tied eachother up!

This episode happened last month, about 2 feet from me. Obviously, I wasnt paying attention, I was busy working on a project with my Mom. What a laugh we had at those kids.

Children have this amazing ability to drive you totally crazy, almost to the point where you want to run away yourself, but you can't help but love them! It always amazes me that no matter how much they try your patience, how many times they tell you that they hate you and you ruined their lives, you cant help but look at them while they are busy playing or quietly watching tv, or while they are sleeping and wonder where the time went, and how did they grow to be so beautiful and awesome kids. What, did you forget that 5 minutes ago they wanted to be adopted?

I think it's more that we remember how infuriating our parents were and we cut our kids more slack than we had.

Whatever it is, there's nothing like the love for a child. I wonder how God must feel. I mean if my imperfect love feels that good, imagine how great that perfect love must feel. And how bad it must be when we disappointed him.

Those are my thoughts for tonight. I need to go back to bed :)
Until Next Time . . .