Payday

This past week the kids and I were talking about Chad's next payday. Peyton looked at me and said" Mom, when is your payday". I fought back the tears and replied "everyday". In my mind though I was thinking, moms don't get "paydays". It had been a hard few days, Chad was out of town, the kids would not just sit and do their homework, everyone was fighting and Logan had thrown Mega blocks every where. It was five minutes to six and I had to be at the high school at six to put up football locker decorations and make next weeks decorations. When I got home at 7:30, Mckay had picked up every last block and was in bed reading. Peyton and Hannah were both a sleep. When I checked on Logan he was laying in bed with a bunch of toys and his orange Nerf glasses on. He looked at me and said "Hi Mommy, change my butt". As I was walking him to my room, I could here Brooklyn and when I checked on her she needed to be changed also. I laid both of them next to each other on my bed and Brooklyn kept trying to grab Logan. Every time she did he would giggle which would make her giggle, it was so sweet. After they were in bed, Whit told me to come look at some pictures of Homecoming week on facebook. It was so fun to talk with her and to be let into her world of friends and high school. Later after she had gone to bed, Taylor came home and we stayed up making grilled cheese sandwiches and laughing and talking(which does not happen often enough when you have a teenage son). When I went to bed that night and went to say my prayers. I went through my day and it struck me, these sweet little things that had happened that night were my"paydays". As I said my prayers I asked that I would always recognize my "paydays" and how special they are. Now I realize they happen more often than I thought and how I am definitely over paid.