The other day I was having one of those days where you felt stuck in the house, busy with work, homework, being a mom, playing with your toddler, and pretty much going crazy in a 900 square foot apartment! The weather has been cold, the warm, then a blizzard would come and clear out and leave a beautiful muddy walkway. Mother Nature in the Midwest at her finest for sure.
I kept trying to decide if I wanted to make dinner that Saturday night or splurge on a Steak from the steak house and even let Sophie have non-organic food! Yes, that is a big deal in this house. Ridiculous at times I am sure but hey, it’s my thing so get over it haha.
So, I went for it. Curb side pick-up and I was getting a filet and got Sophie mini plain burgers. I don’t know why but I was just so excited to get that and take it home like I had accomplished something amazing other than laundry. However, I had to unload quite a bit of stuff out of the car when we got back. I had to hold Sophie, my purse, her diaper bag, a box of diapers I had bought earlier that week, and then the sack full of our delicious food, and then a free hand to grab my to-go coke.
I had everything on my shoulder or in my hand and Soph on my hip. Carrying a lot is a usual thing for me since my apartment is upstairs. We get going and walking and it happened, it really happened! I heard a slow ripping of the paper sack and the bag busted! The food not only fell on the ground but hit just right on the ground to where it popped out of the containers! OH I WANTED to just cry but I just looked at it in the dark, like oh dear me now what.
As I put the other stuff down and see what I can salvage, my daughter is screaming “oh no, oh no mommy, u tubble huh?” “Yes, Mommy in trouble now.” I put Soph down and go to start picking things up as I hear, “Yay Pi-nic!” No No No!! I am screaming! I look over and she is sitting in the grassy mud and eating!! “Mmm mommy fin-ch fies, tank ooo tank ooo!!” Before I could say anything else I just let her enjoy herself because she has no idea and thinks everything is ok and the food is fine lol..
I throw the clean, organic mommy card out the window and just say,”Ok baby lets take the picnic inside since it’s dark and clean up the food and put it in the bag ok? “Ok mommy, keen up, keen up, yay!” She gets so excited cleaning up and feeling accomplished and I was not about to let my thoughts hinder that.. even though I wanted to cry and throw all the food away and say forget it! But there is that moment where you stop and realize what joy you might be taking away from your child when you do that. She has a lifetime to learn not to eat off the ground so today will not be the day that we learn it.
We make it up stairs and I get plates out and put them on the kitchen floor and put the ripped bag and containers and food pieces on the floor and divide it all up. I couldn’t believe I was doing this but I washed my steak off in the sink and got the grass off and put her fries on her plate and said “take these green things off because it’s grass and we don’t want to eat grass ok?” “K, no gass, Yay my do it!!” I told her good job as I just shook my head lol.. I picked my own grass off and luckily the mashed potatoes stayed together and her fries were decent.
So there we set, 8:45 at night having a picnic on the kitchen floor with Chicken, Fries, Potatoes, Rolls, and Steak fresh off the ground and into our bellies. The excitement and joy on her face made me realize that I almost killed that happy feeling by getting upset and throwing it all away. That whole moment could have been gone in an instant and we both would have gone to bed sad and upset. Instead we laughed and played and ate like nothing was wrong and when she helped me cleanup she looked over and gave me a hug and said “wuvvvv oooo and wuvvvv finch fies! (with a giggle)”
Now when things don’t go perfectly I try to be cautious of my emotions and not act like something is wrong and go with the flow in front of my toddler. She is so impressionable and I know how many times joy has been taken from me because I have allowed it or someone else assisted and I just want to see that face happy. When your child is happy and joyful it just changes your whole insides to where your stomach melts and drops like the first drop from a roller coaster.
So, I guess you could say we laughed over the spilled beef and fries… a whole new meaning to our “Organic” lifestyle haha.