Holy hormones, yesterday was an awful day. Mommy-fail, I guess you could say?

After disobedience after disobedience, followed by an extremely short-lived naptime, which lead to whining and disobedience, it all fell apart after one good glass of sticky Hawaiian Punch spilled on freshly mopped floors. {And by it, I mean me.} That meant that dinner was burning as I wiped, re-mopped, and hands-n-knees-washed the mile-wide sticky spot {only to STILL have a sticky kitchen floor this morning! This is why sugar drinks are usually contraband in our house.} and I got a lovely, “Thanks for dinner, the rice was dry” from my husband.

Nice.

Needless to say, I locked myself in our room from 6:45 to bedtime last night. And then slept awful.

So this cup of coffee is more than just life-juice this morning. I don’t have words for what that would be, it’s just…more.
I received this cute lil cup from my mother-in-law, and although I adore adorable Minnie smiling sweet at me as I sip my something warm, I am not a fan of what the back of the cup says…

In sassy, curly-twirly lettering it claims, “It’s All About Me.”

I’ve never been a fan of merchandise that chants this selfish phrase…even in baby onesies or puppy pillows…I know. Strange. It’s just like nails on a chalkboard for me.

It is most definitely NOT all about me. It’s all about Jesus. It’s all about showing my children, the leaders of our future, the love of that same Jesus and teaching them that at the end of the day, it is NOT all about them either.

And no amount of disobedience, lost sleep, or sticky floors and dry rice dinners should cause a shift in me. A selfish shift to ME-ness.

So today as I sip my more than life-juice and seek solace in it’s yummy goodness and the forgiveness of my Savior, I will choose to be thankful for His mercies. They are new every day. They are new every moment. And even though I have already screwed up by losing my temper somewhere in paragraph five of this post over the Cheerio confetti that covered my living room floor, it’s a new day. It’s a new moment. And Jesus is giving me a Get Out of Jail Free card. More like a Get Out of That Pit Free card.

So I altered my cup to remind me of that. An etiquette edit, if you will. Hope your morning has been going a bit smoother than mine, and I hope you have a truly lovely day. I’m sure my day will turn around. But if it doesn’t…hey, I still only have eight days til WDW! And that’s something to celebrate!

With love, Malorie