Even when you don’t think you can…Sometimes you just have to laugh

Sometimes life gets too serious or too regimented around this house and in our lives.  Sometimes I find myself having a below average day at “work” or school but wanting to run back there after we get home.  There are some evenings where Josh and I are squabbling because of miscommunication or both girls are having tempter tantrum after temper tantrum.  Last night was one of those nights for the double or triple temper tantrums.  We had a great ride home.  We even rode home paci-less without any tears.  Teagan and I sang Jingle Bells at the top of our lungs with the windows rolled down with Kyra Mae harmonizing with her sweet baby coos.   Then, we get home, and all hell breaks loose.  The cries, the not listening, the shrieks at the table just got to me about 45 minutes in and instead of crying I looked at Josh and started laughing.  Josh looked at me like I had lost my marbles at first and then he started doing the same.  The girls continued to cry and we continued to laugh.  It calmed us.  It calmed the girls down after a minute or two.  Did it fix the behaviors or the fact our sweet girls were tired but wanted to fight going to bed? Did it fix the fact that Kyra has four more teeth trying to make their way through while the others just made their appearance? Did it fix the fact that Teagan is bordering on three and ALL that encompasses?  No, it did not.  It did, however, change Josh’s perspective and mine.  Sometimes we don’t need a fix.  Sometimes we need a break.  Sometimes all we need is a change of perspective.  So here’s to laughing instead of crying.  Here’s to perspective changes, the fun way.