So often, we have these wonderful goals and dreams, and boy does reality disappoint us.
The other day, I left the boys with some wonderful people and a paper plate sheep craft to do. I didn’t have time to assemble an example sheep beforehand, so the boys were just told to make a sheep with the given supplies. They did the best they could, which didn’t end up looking like sheep at all.
They were really bummed when they saw what the ideal paper plate sheep should look like, and both claimed mine as their own. Their reality disappointed them.
Similarly, I wanted Meghan to look adorable for my out-of-town visiting relatives.
This lasted less than 5 minutes. No kidding. She spit up multiple times, in succession, the minute the dress was cinched around her chubby waist.
Meghan’s reality. Mid-barf.
Reality does disappoint me from time to time, but it seems better to have a goal and fall short, than not have a goal at all.
Every once in a while, our goals are met and suddenly the trouble is completely worth it. This may not look like much, but I see two boys making their own lunch.