Do you ever feel like no matter how much you’ve tried to get everything right, things sometimes just do not work out? This is me tonight. While we had a fantastic night, a few things didn’t work out, despite my trying, planning, arranging, rearranging. And then there’s the guilt. Wanting to keep trying, to make it all happen. But it’s late, the night is done. The kids are in bed. There’s no chance at a do-over. How do you get past that nagging feeling of thinking things could have been perfect, if only I tried X, Y, or Z? I’m trying to get better at letting go of things that are beyond my control. So I made a cup of tea, munched on a bit of Halloween candy that I pocketed from my dad’s stash, and I sat down to write. Oddly enough…I’m feeling better. I guess when, at the end of a long day when the kiddos are down for the night and it’s just me (and the cat…who’s not a great conversationalist despite her best efforts) and there’s no one around to talk through things with, I have to come up with alternatives. This writing thing seems to be doing the trick for now.
Speaking of trick…the rain held off and trick or treating was a success!
And we came across some fireworks
Declan was entranced until the big (loud) ones started going off. Then there were tears. Lots of over-tired, getmeouttahere tears.
From earlier today…a sibling photo shoot. Makenna isn’t really allowed to pick up/hold her little bro very often, but he’s getting less fragile, so when she’s allowed…it’s about the best thing ever.
That is, until the little dragon escapes.
Now…how do I sort through and eliminate some of Makenna’s huge haul of candy without her all-knowing 4 year old self catching on?