I took all five kids to a fast food restaurant with a place for them to play for lunch one day. They had received gift cards just before Bobby was born, but I hadn’t been up to the task previously. I am now beginning to get a little stir crazy…or maybe just crazy. I’m not sure which.
Upon arriving at the eating establishment, I sent everyone into the play scape room and told them to have at it, leaving only Faith to rock poor, imprisoned Bobby in his car seat carrier. He was not happy. The place was pretty empty but everyone there was watching a frantic Faith trying in vain to calm a screaming baby while I tried to order our food.
There was one man in the room with the kids who was dutifully following his only two-year-old daughter. He left the room, came over to me in line, and said, “My daughter never screamed like that. She was always happy.” Then he turned around and walked back. I smiled and bit my tongue, but words swirled around in my head.
No, I am not the mother with five kids that makes it look easy. You know, you’ve seen her. Her kids walk calmly in a line and speak sweetly when spoken to in public places. People look at such a family and think, “Why didn’t I have more children?” Nope that is not me!
When we arrive, I can imagine people thinking, “That’s why I don’t have five children!” or like the man at the fast food place, “My child never acted like that!” We’re a rowdy crew! I look more like a crazy woman than one that has it all together, but I love my children–all five of them! At times they scream, cry, fight, and they don’t care who is looking. Other times their sweet, tender hearts bring me to tears. I don’t really care what most people think or say of our motley crew, but should we meet in public some day–you’ve been forewarned!