Butter on the spoon rest

There are things you find in the course of a normal day that make you want to escape.
This is one of them.
It is significantly harder to reach into the cupboard for the butter dish, I get it. Dr. Phil says that I should try and rid myself of these high expectations.

You’d think that I’d be used to the abnormally high levels of testosterone in my home. Like asbestos, it should not be disturbed without a haz. suit. But on most days I deal with the normal-living-with-4-boys issues with grace, humor, and an even temperament. Go ahead, I'll wait while you ask them. :) I judge every competition, from muscle size to skateboard jumps…serve constant food, bandage knees, hearts, build forts, hang shooting targets, fry bacon and make trips to the ER. 
- Love boys.-  
But like the discarded mountain of wet snow clothes in front of the wood stove, sometimes I just fall into a heap.
I see the butter on the spoon rest. I’m just too tired to do anything about it.

It’s in moments like these, when I'm unable to go on, that I see it.

 I get it.

A 2yr. old runs by with a pit stop for a syrupy kiss. The giant 9yr. old crawls into my lap because I finally sat down. 
Sometimes the things that make our lives the messiest, the craziest, the most scattered or downright insane are the very ones that hold us together.  

Butter on the spoon rest. Big deal.

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