Lucky

This morning I ate a really crappy bowl of cereal.

While I am not clear on the specifics of why exactly, Husband poured the end of a box of knock-off Life cereal into the cereal saver with the new box. (A contraption that I didn't know I needed until I got one and no longer had stale or humidity-made soggy cereal.) The result of which is that pouring a bowl of cereal now consists of tiny little horrid particles that turn mushy very quickly and sneak into every bite.

It was not an enjoyable cereal experience. But life isn't fair. That has been made crystal clear in the goings on of the blog world this week.

Unimaginable losses. Mingled in with immense joy. Because life isn't fair. And there is nothing I can do about it.

It's inexplicable.

I am dealing with a really crabby little boy because he stayed up last night until 10:43! And woke up at his normal time. He is incredibly clingy and tear filled. So far today he has been upset by:

1. The fact he wanted his diaper changed.
2. That I dared to change his diaper.       
3. He finished his banana at breakfast.
4. He knocked over a lap.
5. I told him crayons were not food. 
6. I asked him if he wanted to watch Purple Minions or Vector. (Despicable Me 1 or 2) 
7. Grandpa wasn't taking him fishing today. 

And I love it. It means he wants extra snuggles and kisses and reassurance that everything is okay. I can't do much to cure the world's pain but I can dole out kisses and hugs and say "you're okay." 

Soggy cereal makes me grumpy. But today, given the circumstances of late I have decided to make like Elsa and let it go. 

So if you need me, today I'm just going to snuggle my babies and not feel bad about it. We probably will stay in pajamas all day. And we're thankful for it, not everyone is so lucky to have snuggles or an extra 3  hours with their little boy last night. Heck, some people would LOVE my soggy cereal.

I can't change the injustice of it all. But I can be thankful for what I have and that is the greatest power of them all.