Recall I ended my bad day yesterday by watching my favorite cartoon movie with my toddler? Today I woke up heading down the same, sorry path. It was my eleventy-billionth time repeating myself to my children, things put away strewn about for me to pick up again, tempers flaring, smoke coming from the top of my head and my pulse so high I might’ve passed out. It was becoming clear that whatever-it-was I was trying to get accomplished just wasn’t going to happen. I did not want to yell.
And so I stopped. Right there, I ceased.
I stopped whatever it was I was failing miserably at doing, and just gave in to the fact that I was losing the battle. And I counted to ten. (I might’ve counted to ten again in an effort to blow off more steam).
And immediately entering my head was my happy ending in cuddling with my toddler last night. And thinking of the other movie we watched, and the absolute genius in it, – and I applied it to my situation.
“I’ll turn {my bad day} into a flea, a harmless little flea. Then I’ll put that flea in a box, and put that box inside of another box, and I’ll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives, I’ll SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER! It’s brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you!”
~Izma
What do you do when you have a bad day? Me? I channel Yzma. Evil genius or no, she’s a smart cookie. Quick! Someone pass me a couple boxes and a hammer…
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