"Oh Lord, humbling me again?"

As we went around the corner of Brayden’s school my heart dropped and I felt the heat rising in my body. There were all of the cars lined up, parking lot full, I looked over at Brayden and I said, “are we missing something?” He looked puzzled and then remembered, “Oh yah, it’s MUFFINS FOR MOM’S day!” Ok, heart palputation with the dreaded question, “did you want me to go in with you to this event?” He says, “sure!”
Ok, let’s back up a couple of minutes here. I got up bright and early, went for my run in the rain with my hole in knee navy blue sweats, and my black sweat shirt that isn’t all black from cleaning house and getting bleach stains on it. My hair, (oh Lord my hair) it was in a pig tail piled up on the top of my head, very top. Not a stitch of makeup with a color line around the edge of my hair line because I had colored my hair the night before and hadn’t quite gotten it all off. I was wearing what I call my house shoes. They are red clogs that the dog had chooed on eccessively. And, I had horse crap that I hadn’t wiped off of my hands because I had JUST come in from cleaning the stalls.
So, I pulled into a spot and looked at myself. I talked to myself, “you can do this!” I can at least do something with the hair. So a little finger swooping, the messy but cute look. Lip stick, yes lip stick, always covers up all kinds of anythings right? Thank GOD I brushed my teeth. I looked back at Jordan and he was wearing his (cute, thank goodness) jammies but no shoes or socks. It’s ok, I can just carry him. Head up high, good attitude, I will live thru this, I will!
Just as we were starting to get out Brayden pipes up and says, “Mom, you know I don’t care if we do this, those muffins are probably stail anyway.” I said, “you’re embarassed aren’t you?” He said no, that he really just didn’t care if we went in or not. I humbly told him that I would make the best muffins he has ever ate in his life with hot chocolate. (bet they weren’t serving hot chocolate~ha!) I gave him a hug and told him I was sorry and he said, “really mom, I didn’t want to go.” He had a smile with a little laugh behind it, and really, I don’t think he cared one way or another.
I PRAISE THE LORD, THANK YOU JESUS that He spared me from (and anybody else) of having to walk in to that school and have muffins with him or them looking like this.
I am headed to the shower and you will get a picture of Brayden and I together after I pick him up from school, I think that would be much more pleasant to the eye. You know though, I need to stop doing this, this could happen at any time again. So, lesson learned…I hope. Ha!

February 26, 2010 - 5:20 pm

Shauna - lol – Why is it on the days when we look the worse people come to window to chat – other days I can be totally ready and …. nothing – no one – just the family! πŸ˜‰

Way to be willing tho! πŸ™‚

February 26, 2010 - 8:50 pm

Gina - WHAT A WOMAN! Although I am not surprised that you would have been willing to go with him anyway. YOU are teaching me! I just don’t think I could have done it. He is such a sweet boy… Of course he is, he has a sweet Momma!

February 26, 2010 - 8:56 pm

Leanne - Bless your heart. That’s really all I can say…:)

February 27, 2010 - 8:46 am

Laurel - oh my … can’t imagine!

that’s why I homeschool …

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February 27, 2010 - 10:33 pm

Jenay - Oh my heavens!!! You were braver than me..I would have done anything, but be willing…I would have offered 4 different drive-thru’s and skipping school!!!

Good job…love ya,

Jenay

March 1, 2010 - 10:39 pm

Tawnya - That is so funny. Way to go and to be willing. So when does the hot chocolate and muffins happen???

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