That picture perfect look of me with my children enjoying the Delta Fair last month is a perfect example. My husband and I took our three children who are still at home with us on our annual trek to the fair (our oldest is away at college). We ate corn dogs, they rode rides and we generally had an awesome time. My main job was holding all of their stuff while they were on the rides including that stuffed animal that only took $25 to “win” at a game of chance.
My treat for enduring the blazing sun while walking around for endless hours was a funnel cake and washing it down with a tall glass of lemonade. But shortly after that picture was taken as we walked to our car, my son (I won’t call out which one) offered to “help me” and hold my funnel cake while I reached in my purse to answer my phone. Well, as fate would have it, he promptly dropped my funnel cake on the ground and looked at me with a bewildered face. I nearly blew a gasket! That was the one thing I held out for until the end of the fair so that I could savor it on the car ride home. I deserved it for being an awesome mom. Instead I sat in silence for the next 20 minutes fuming while sipping on my lemonade
The moral of the story is just to roll with it. And the happy ending to the story is that as I pen this editor’s note, the Mid-South Fair is around the corner and my family and me will do the same song and dance again going to the fair, but this time I will hold my own funnel cake!
Happy Parenting!