Now, I should've been angry that there was one more huge mess to clean up, but things were going so poorly this morning that a 'purse dumping' was minor.
Ok--you're wondering what was going on this morning? I'm not sure but Patrick was in full 3-year-old mode and cried for 1 1/2 hours and screamed and yelled. He was definitely in the "fight or flight" mode, and since he couldn't "flight" (I'm mean really, what could he do? Grab the car keys and get out of there?) it was big-time "FIGHT." And he took it to a whole new level. I was super impressed with my patience, I didn't get angry or even raise my voice at him. Even when he yelled at me, "I don't want to see you looking at me!!!!!"
What started all this, you ask? It was bad, I'm telling you...BAD. His sister had the nerve to sit in his spot at the table. Oh, the humanity!
So back to the purse dumping. I had to find humor in it or I would've lost my mind by this point of the morning. So to make a funny out something that could have been frustrating, I decided to share with you the contents of my purse. Some of which I didn't even know was in there.
Here's the big picture of what she did. Let me explain some things...
I have quite the pen collection...I have a lot of writing to do, you know! Plus they probably would come in handy as a weapon if I ever needed to poke at someone. Or maybe not.I have girls, therefore, I have bows. Mama must be ready to do hair at all times!
Panties and little boy briefs. (Whew...just glad those weren't my panties, that would be hard to explain to WM. JUST KIDDING, please, people...why would I have my panties in my purse)?Minty freshness--it's a necessity!
I'm a germaphobe, so I have a nice stash of antibacterial products.Which leads to the need for this (all that anti-bac stuff dries out your hands). Love this hand cream by the way. Find it--buy it! You'll love it!I have a secret addiction to lip products, as seen here. This is just a small sampling.The following three things are necessities:(that's a pony tail holder--don't get all perv on me. Remember this is a G-rated blog)!
One random baby girl sock...not sure what good that's going to do me.This really should be hanging in my car, not buried in my purse. It was one of those things that made me say, "oh, I wondered what ever happened to that! Haybails. Don't tell me you don't have haybails in your purse. If you don't you know you wish you did.Little Ponies and wrenches (is that a wrench)? Again...you know you wish you had these in your purse.And finally, this. For you mommies out there, get one if you don't have one. They keep diapers from getting all scrunched up in your purse.
That's the gist of it. Sadly, that isn't everything that was in my purse, just a small sampling. It's time for me to 1). go back to the diaper bag--NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! or 2). downsize to a smaller purse so I can't get as much crud in it. (I did see a sweet butter yellow Coach bag in the window the other day---hmmmmm, good excuse to buy it). WM--hint, hint!!
This, however is my favorite thing in my purse. When I reach in for something and accidently pull it out, I find it hard to believe it was an 'accident.' I believe it's a visual reminder of who is in control of my life. Or when I'm digging around in my purse and my fingers run across the cool, smooth surface, I know what it is, and again, I'm reminded who is guiding my life. It makes me stop and be silent for a moment (which isn't easy to do in my crazy life).Thanks be to God for the blessing in my life!