“Please excuse our mess-we’re building a family.”
I do not live in a museum. I live in a construction zone. April used this brilliant analogy in one of her monthly Learning Circle articles. Construction zones are messy, “because they’re building something.” Well we too, like April says, are building something. “We are in the middle of constructing character.”
I’m currently building 3 little, hard-working characters and gearing up to add another one to our “construction zone.” It is messy business, but knowing that it won’t always be like this helps me to appreciate the building process a little more.
I am naturally a clean freak. I have OCD tendencies and daily I have to face them and choose to ignore them so that I don’t go insane. If I could have every thing in our house alphabetized, put in its place, labeled, stacked and perfect, I would. But that’s impossible. I’d waste my energy on the wrong things and miss out on the little creations made by my little inventors.
Does it get old picking up the same thing 20 times a day? Oh yeah. Do I want to scream and throw a fit some days because I wish I lived in a museum? Oh yeah. But when my son tells me to come and see his latest “machine made of paper” or invention that is strewn across his bedroom floor, I remember that saying, “Please excuse our mess-we’re building a family,” and I do my best to swallow my anger and find the heart to accept the blessed mess.
I am building a family.
And if you were to ever stop by for cookies on Sunday, I would say those exact words to you and hope that you would gladly put on your hard hat, enter and enjoy our ongoing construction project.
How do you cope with the mess involved with raising a family?
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