White Flag

Ok, today I am waving the white flag. All the cushions are off my couch and currently being used as racing motorcycles. My kids already washed the car and had a water fight which ended when my youngest slipped on the slippery garage floor and really hit his head hard. The pile of laundry and dishes is frightening. I found the toilet paper roll (thankfully empty) in the toilet- why? Because "it was empty". Yes, the garbage can is right next to the toilet. I just went upstairs to find my four year old with a pile of q-tips. He had pulled all the cotton off the ends to fill the back end of his pickup truck so it would like "the hair from sheep". Some days I just have to surrender and listen. Derek was again announcing to his brothers that his name really is Fireball Derek. That is his new name for himself and anyone that knows him, knows that is completely accurate! I can hear Preston encouraging his brother to try to win the motorcycle race. I hear Brennan saying "it is time to blast off." Meanwhile, the sound effects are incredible and a tribute to boyhood. And the dishwasher and the dryer are doing their things. I can only do one thing at a time (truthfully more like 3 things).  But the most important thing today may be to surrender and drink in the sounds while they are happy and having fun. After all, too soon they will be off riding scooters with friends and doing their own things and all I will have to listen to is the dryer and dishwasher.