I feel like if my life were a movie, most of the movie would be the blooper reel.
Scene 567649: Shelbi is sittiing down in her home enjoying Bible study with her friends. Children can be heard indistinctly playing in the backyard. Lovely. Shelbi suddenly hears son yelling for her. She gets up and walks towards the call. She walks into the kitchen.
Son has pushed kitchen chair up to the counter and proceeded to dump entire jug of apple juice on his head. Children can be heard clearly now screaming and running loose in the backyard. The fences have them contained. Baby has face pressed against sliding glass window crying for someone to let him in.
“Mommy, look my haircut! Mommy look!” Apple juice everywhere.
Scene 809356: Shelbi takes her sons to a play area in the middle of the mall. She sits and watches her sons play. Baby needs some attention so she takes her eyes off oldest to attend to the little one. When she looks up she sees her oldest taking off his pants and stripping down in the middle of the playground. This is oldest sons newest past time: stripping. Apparently pants are now a nuisance when it is time to play. Her son is now naked in the mall. Awesome.
Scene 896731: Shelbi is enjoying time visiting with her childless friend. They are deep in conversation. Her baby walks by. The smell of poop lurks in the air. Friend makes a face. Shelbi ignores and keeps talking. Baby walks by again. Shelbi still ignores. Baby sits next to friend. Friend cannot contain herself and asks if Shelbi is going to change diaper. Conversation ruined. Diaper gets changed.
Scene 098732: Shelbi is sitting downstairs enjoying a moment of not being touched. Dare we say all is peaceful? All is well. Is that quiet she hears? Shelbi rushes to look for children. Shelbi finds both in upstairs bathroom. Oldest child is sitting in the sink, fully clothed, toothpaste tube squeezed out, and has the water running. He is brushing his teeth. He is soaked. Youngest is throwing everything that he finds into the toilet.
Peaceful moment is over.
My life is about constant interruptions of what would otherwise be a peaceful, angelic scene.
I guess life is in the blooper reel. And now that I think about it, the bloopers are always my favorite.