Memories

All the memories I have as a child are all about perfect. The only "bad" thing I remember is having a horrible babysitter named Mary that would not let us off the driveway and made us spend the day cleaning the house- at 4 years old. But I also remember her taking me to the Warf to feed the ducks, so maybe she wasn't so bad after all!!
Last night, our little piggy got out, so Marc went out to find her, so the kids and I decided to roast marshmallows before the bbq was completely out. As I was preparing the treats for the kids, Connor walked out and said, "Um, mom, I don't think you want to come in here." I asked what was wrong, and his answer was, "You have to promise you won't yell." I again asked him what was going on. He then said, "You have to promise you won't cry either." Wow, I didn't realize I am such an emotional rollercoaster!!!! Aiden had dumped out a 2.5 lb. package of spaghetti noodles thinking they were more roasting sticks!! I went in, cleaned them up, without crying or yelling, and went back out to tend to 4 very anxious children.
I later sat there wondering if their memories will be of making smores, swimming, hiking, and playing, or of mommy crying over dirty laundry and spilled milk. Hopefully they are not scarred for life!!!

mom- no, you don't need to fly out here and rescue my poor children from their emotionally unstable mommy. it was just a long day yesterday- trailer life is wearing on me, stupid county officials, stupid doctors offices, 100 degree weather, no washing machine, ya know, the normal stuff in our life. I have vowed to myself to keep my emotions in check today!! We'll see how it goes!!!