On Tuesday I was trying to get the house decluttered. We had just come back from a week away from home. We left in a hurry because it was an emergency so our house wasn't in the best shape when we go back. My Sweets loves the house to be decluttered and I really wanted him to come home to a nice home. (We left because his uncle was killed, we attended the funeral) This week has been hard fry my hubby to be at work so this is why I wanted some extra cleaning done.

While the little boy that I watched napped I had the kiddos help me downstairs. A few months ago the kids made a little library in our living room. I told the kids that we would leave one small shelf downstairs but the rest need to go upstairs in the hallway. Josh helped take the bookshelves upstairs. I sorted the books.  I wanted to keep Bible Story books & Dr. Suess books down in the living room so I can grab one and read it to the kiddos without having to go upstairs.

Lance was starting to get fussy so I sent him to my room to take a nap. Later Ethan was acting up with his high pitched voice so off to his room he went for a nap. Now I had Josh, Caleb, Annette & Brent left. As I was taking up the last load of books in  a laundry basket I could here a little bit of quarreling. When I reached the top of the stairs the whole hallway was full of book. I was hot & tired, the house still was not where I wanted it to be when my Dear Sweet Hubby who was supposed to be home my 6:00pm or so.

In my mind I was trying not to loose control but I did. In a louder voice then usual I looked at the mess and the kids and told them if dad comes home and sees this he is going to get rid of all the books and I could careless (which I would care if it really happened). I dropped the laundry basket of books and yelled at them to go to their room. As they all stared at me, I'm thinking why haven't they started crying or have run off yet. So I thought I would add some more drama and I yelled, "See I don't care about these books" I dumped all the books out of the basket and kicked the basket.

My kids are still staring at me and Josh looks like he wants to laugh. I asked him what so funny and his reply "Your throwing a tantrum" In my mind I am thinking I could either say something that would hurt his feeling or I could laugh. I chose to laugh and we all bursted out laughing.

We kept laughing for the rest of the day because their mama had a major tantrum. Later that day I gathered the kiddos and told them that what I really wanted to say was lots of mean things that would hurt their feeling, but I knew if I did I could ask for forgiveness but I could never take the words back. I went over some Bible verses that we had read just a week before talking about this very same thing. I told the kids that it was very hard for me but I chose to laugh with them instead of going deeper into sin and not pleasing the Lord.

I'm so thankful for my wonderful kiddos and we have been laughing all week about mama and the tantrum.

In Him,

Linda<><

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