This morning I woke up grumpy
and a little frustrated.
I was slightly comforted to see gray skies and drizzling rain,
knowing I could mope with the weather.
But after a morning of melt-downs from my little ones,
I finally kicked myself in gear and we made some lemon-vanilla sugar cookies together.
And then I freely handed out pinches of cookie dough,
and told my very wide-eyed boys they could eat as many cookies as they wanted.
Because milk and cookies for lunch was just what we needed.
And then after naps
they gleefully ran into the backyard,
rain still sprinkling and an umbrella of clouds above,
and played to their hearts' content in a giant mud puddle.
Because sometimes you just need to say "yes" to mud puddles.
And then I smiled ruefully at their soaked clothes,
the wet footprints across the kitchen floor,
and the water toys strewn across the backyard
and started a warm shower for those happy little mess-makers.
And I was happy, too.