30 Days of Summer Day 6

I often see photos of people (families) who look like they are living a perfect life. They are going on perfect vacations and eating perfect food with perfectly behaved kids. It can make even the most secure person feel absolutely horrible. It really feels like everyone seems to have it together but you. 

Instagram is the worst for this... people living  this flawless life inside a bunch of little color coordinated squares. That’s exactly why I quit. I found myself being jealous of others and not only that, I, as my teenager calls it “had a theme” on my page. If a photo didn’t fit the theme, I didn’t post it. 

My life doesn’t “have a theme” in reality... it’s colorful and black and white and clean and messy and loud and quiet and full and empty and crazy and calm. It’s just life and life is a lot more than a few we’ll chosen photos suggest.

Here’s our day.... the good and the bad.

Went geocaching, no prize inside:

We went to the playground, which was actually fun, but the ride there was filled with nothing but arguing amongst the kids. It was just non stop fighting and I should have just gone home, but I didn’t want to:

Then we went to the library to read to dogs. The older kids were thrilled and very well behaved, the Wiz was overwhelming. Like REALLY overwhelming.

At swim team, Wiz was mad and wanted to go in the pool. He ran from me repeatedly. I was drained.

Then we went golfing and things went downhill.    It was awful. We left in the middle of the course.

Then for some foolish reason I gave them quarters. Son won a prize. Princess cried because she didn’t win. Son cried because I gave her more quarters than him. I then realized that we can’t keep doing this. We can’t keep going places and doing fun things if no one is going to listen to me. I don’t have it in me. 

So I don’t know what tomorrow will bring.

I pray for the strength to teach my children the ability to joyfully obey. I pray that my children will understand why I have to make changes. I pray that I can do better. I pray that no one will ever look at our photos and think we have a flawless life. There is always more to the story.

Speaking of perfect.... I want this. Although it’s Seems a bit scary: