The kids chose tonight to ask me for help making their costumes.
Why tonight?? (Please don't tell me because Purim is next week.... I know)
I was so tired. And grumpy.
And yet, I love helping my kids get ready for Purim. And they were being so creative and doing so much on their own.
But, then I had enough. And I wanted to stop. And I wanted to go to bed.
But I could not go to bed until they were ready for bed.
And I got grumpy. And aggitated. And annoyed.
And I told them to get ready for bed.
And they still kept coming for more help.
It was past their bed time. I told them during dinner that I was tired and needed to go to bed.
Why didn't I say "not tonight" when they started asking for help?
Why did I keep helping them until it was just too much and I lost my patience?
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
Panic Last Night on Way Home!
20 hours ago