A few nights ago we were enjoying our supper around the kitchen table. To engage the children in conversation, I like to ask random questions. This time I was having them compare Jason and me. We do this quite regularly, and their answers usually make us laugh. This night, however, my crew, led by my oldest, would only shout their daddy’s praises and let me know exactly how they found me lacking.
“Daddy is the funnest. Mommy just yells at us all day.”
“Daddy is the kindest. Mom is the meanest.”
“Mommy is the naughtiest. She fights with Daddy, and he just stays quiet.”
There were several more comparisons. Finally, one of them said, “Just face it Mom, Daddy is better at everything than you are.”
Finding something on which I thought for sure I’d win, I asked, “Okay so who is the better cook?”
“Well…Daddy makes the best steak!”
I have to admit that on this occasion I left the table as soon as it wasn’t too noticeable, went to my room, and cried my eyes out! I am glad they think their dad is wonderful–he is! What bothered me was the truth in what they said. I do get angry and lose patience way more than I’d like to admit as I try to get them to complete their school work. I do at times rant or vent to my husband, and he really does usually just listen.
I have just finishing reading through Proverbs, and do you know what has stood out to me this time? The contentious woman–all five times she is mentioned. I don’t think it is a coincidence.
Several people have told me lately that they read my blog and think how much fun it must be at my house. Yes, we laugh a lot and we do have fun, but I am not the perfect mom or the perfect homemaker. I am, however, unsatisfied and discontent with my failures, but I also have hope that my Savior is not finished with me yet! I press on!