So happy to Celebrate with Ruth Ayres this weekend!
Some weeks are harder to celebrate.
I followed a new person on twitter, and when I went to her page, balloons started floating through my screen. I was a little surprised. Was twitter just so excited that I was following someone? (It was actually just her birthday, but whatever.)
Inspired by the balloons this morning, I decided to try to see the celebration — where could balloons float around here? I was trying to, but man it was hard! As I tried to edit some writing, boys were scream-playing, L was watching loud instagram videos, and Mr. Thought was editing his video in the next room.
“Ahhh the sounds of a busy family,” I told myself as I took a deep breath, trying to see the balloons.
I asked the kids to have a simple breakfast of a bowl of cereal, but that was a no go.
“So thankful we have food in our fridge,” I reminded myself as I helped E make some breakfast on the stove. Where are those balloons?
I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher. I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher. I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher. I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher. I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher. I asked the kids to start emptying the dishwasher.
“Strong willed, busy children are a blessing.” My fake smile probably scared off any celebratory balloons.
I started to read my math homework… watched a couple of cute instagram videos that L was desperate for me to see, listened to multiple people singing, humming, and making dumb jokes. I took a deep breath, tried to focus. I couldn’t find a pencil to use to talk to my math text, and E was drumming a beat on the table. No balloons.
“Maybe I shouldn’t write a celebration post today,” I decided. Because really, some weeks, some days, some times…
But, then I laughed. A pencil! I found a pencil, well half a pencil — and it really felt like a celebration.
So I wrote this, and somehow, by some miracle, I hear the children emptying the dishwasher in the kitchen.
3 thoughts on “Celebration – trying to find the balloons”
I’d love to send some balloons to you, Ona. This makes me smile, laugh, then smile again. Sounds of a busy family, a pencil found-beautiful!
See, those balloons showed up after all!
I enjoyed reading this one, Ona. I must have missed it at Ruth’s site this weekend.