Monday, December 23, 2013

The Children are Ruining our Lives

Every time something happens that I have to stop and go pick up someone when I am in the middle of something or clean something that the children messed up, or fix something the children destroyed or have a headache from mental anguish at the hands of the children I lovingly declare, "The children are ruining our lives!"  Sadly, in some strange and twisted way, the children ARE ruining our lives. They don't have any sort of maturity to handle normal everyday life without making a mess of things. Case in point, a stain on my son's carpet. 

Several days ago, I was painting his baseboards and had a tervis tumbler of red crystal light in there. I accidentally spilled it and had cleaned the spot but it was still pink. The Boy, who had decided to rearrange and do a mass cleaning of his room, did not like the pink stain(any other time he could have cared less) and decided he would rid himself of the stain with a half gallon of bleach. He poured the bleach directly onto the carpet and yes, indeed it did take the pink out of the carpet. But it also made a large white spot where the pink one used to be. No one knew The Boy had rid the room of the stain until the hideous strong smell of chlorox permeated the home. Upon questioning, the Anglin mom discovered that The Boy had poured bleach on his carpet. She was mortified but moved on because the deed was done. Windows raised, eventually the scent got out of the house after everyone's nose hairs were burned off. 

Yesterday, the Anglin family was going to vacuum for the pending holiday season. Upon turning on the vacuum, a rancid smell permeated the home, smelling like a cross between burned rubber and fried road kill.  The children were questioned and the Anglin mom discovered that The Boy was guilty of vacuuming up the chlorox to try to mask the odor a few days ago. He used our brand new Shark Rotator vacuum that is not a wet vac. After disassembling the vacuum it was discovered the the inside was rusted out from the moisture and bleach. 

Immediately, The Boy was placed on the naughty list and was transported to purchase the family a new vacuum. It was an expensive lesson for him but one that had to be taught. Boys are bad about tearing things up. Anything and everything needs to be torn up according to a male. 
Much in the flavor of "This hurts me worse than you."  The Anglin mom stated that this whole event pained her terribly to watch her boy pay for a new vacuum. The Boy was doubtful but it was true. It was one of the worst moments as a mom to have to teach this lesson. 
He was smiling here but not so happy. It is tough to let go of the money. 

The things learned from this situation are as follows:
Money is hard to come by so take care of what you have. 
Bleach takes the color out of everything. 
Bleach is strong and burns your nose hairs. 
When you ruin something you have to make it right. 
Ask before you do. 
A rug works better on a floor stain than bleach. 
A rug covers a bleach stain. 
Don't vacuum liquid with a regular vacuum.

The Anglin parents showed their Boy an example of God's love. We mess things up by slinging bleach all over our lives and things around us every day. Then God comes along and puts rugs to cover our sins. Some sins are covered nicely with God's rugs and no one can tell. Other sins have permanent reminders of our negligence but God still loves us and forgives us. We are able to move forward toward God because of the gift of His Son who was born to put rugs on our sins. May we all take time out of our gatherings and Santa and gifts to remember the reason for the season-Jesus. Although this may not be the exact time of His birth, it is another day to remember His miraculous birth.  I remember. And I am grateful.  

Today, the Anglin's are resting comfortably in their homes with their new vacuum and their rug that strategically covers a large bleach stain. All is right with the world again and The Boy has lived to see another day. The Anglin parents are still unclear as to whether they will survive raising the children because the children are ruining their lives.   I am sure God feels this way regularly if He will survive raising our sinful selves. 

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Merry Christmas!
Jennifer

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