One of those days!

First off I must say thanks for the love and concern for my absence yesterday on my blog!!!

It was just one of those days.  The toilet got stopped up, the dishes in the dishwasher were NOT clean, although it had run through a CLEAN cycle, the ice was frozen almost solid in the freezer, the boys were silly beyond silly during school, grocery shopping was a nightmare, my nose would not stop running, loads and loads of laundry to fold, we had to eat(and I missed Muffin Tin Monday!!!)breakfast(french toast!)and lunch(what did they eat for lunch?!?!)and I could go on and on.  It was just one of those days.  I joked that God and the devil were fighting over who would test me. 

But today will be different!  This morning I got up early, had my much needed time with God, did my computer stuff, prepared lessons for today and then Matthew woke up.  By 8am Ryan was still sleeping so he had the pleasure of his brother waking him up.  
They are on a kick this week for a "cooked" breakfast.  Must be nice!  And their breakfast of choice is french toast.  Can you imagine eating french toast with syrup and drinking chocolate milk for breakfast two days in a row?! Now that must be nice!

I am lucky if I get to eat a banana, a slice of flourless, sprouted grain toast with a schmear of peanut butter! 
Oh well I'll wait for that bowl of old fashion oatmeal with blueberries and never even crave for that french toast!

My prayers for today are to make it through the day without anyone crying, screaming or getting in a fight.  We did a lot of that yesterday.  Many times yesterday I just threw in the towel and sat in disbelief that two little boys can not get along for longer than 15....maybe 20 minutes.  And at times I totally ignored them and let them hash it out. 
"It's not fair!" I heard this all day yesterday.  Playing outside in the dirt, fighting over a tiny dump truck.  Matthew would scream at his brother begging for him to let him play with the ONLY tiny dump truck they have.  It doesn't matter that they have TWO monster dump trucks they could play with.  And the whole time our mean spirited Ryan(I do not mean that to sound ugly.....he just is)just sat with a grin on his face as his brother stomped and growled for the truck.

That is the truck that caused WAR!

Face of the growler

  So now you see why I had no energy to blog about our usual Muffin Tin Monday.  It was just one of those days.  Just another day in the life of being a stay at home momma with twin boys, homeschooling, cleaning, running errands and trying my hardest to be a direct example of Godliness for my boys.  Oh and have supper ready for the love of my life :)
My prayer is today will not be one of those days...............