I'm sure there's a clever title for this post

I'm just not sure what it is.

. . . . .

Life at times almost seems comedic. Like we're at the circus and we have front row seating. It's amazing the series of events that can happen within minutes of each other. One minute we're having a good uplifting family home evening, the next Macie's running around in her underwear screaming, "Mom, tie my blanket on like a cape!"

We went from FHE where each child felt the need to give a lesson.

Abrie's was on How the world was created in 7 days.

Kaleb's was on How to dress for church and that cars were invented a long time ago.

And Macie's... well, I'm still not quite sure what hers was on, but she did manage to deliver a powerful song in her own words of Jesus and butterflies and other things that were inaudible.

Then it was time for our treat.

The kids were talking and laughing when all of a sudden Kaleb blurted out, "PENIS". I looked at him with the kind of what-you-talkin'-bout-Willis look. My reaction must have caught Macie's attention because she decided to follow it up seeing how many times she could say the word penis without taking a breath. Nate and I looked at each other, one of us needed to be the strong one and it wasn't going to be me. So Nate, as best as he could, put on his 'serious' face trying to explain that that is a special part of the body and we don't talk about it like that, all the while Macie is continuing her breathless repetition of the word penis.

After treats it was time to brush teeth.

I stood in the kitchen staring down the hall towards the bathroom as the girls sang, "Everybody was kung fu fighting..." with mouthfuls of tooth paste. Along with the song they had synchronized dance moves that looked like they had been rehearsed. They hadn't. Their giggles echoed down the hall and right into my heart.

And I was grateful for a moment where I wasn't yelling at the kids to stop playing around and knock it off. Rather, I was sitting in that instant trying to soak up them and the nights event. How they made me laugh and feel pure joy. How they made Nate smile and laugh. How there was no fighting (for the most part) and we were all happy.

It was an evening that made me think that if you were to tell my 19 year old self that 10 years from now I would be in a house surrounded by 4 kids and a loving husband sitting around on a monday night laughing about the word 'penis' I would have never believed it.

But most importantly,

it was an evening that fed my soul and reminded me of the joys of being Mom.

. . . . .