Some nights, like tonight, I sit back and think back on our day. Tonight, I came to an immediate conclusion that it was really just organized chaos.

This morning, we barely made it out of the door for MOPS. While I was proud that this girl was dressed so cute in her new outfit, we were still late showing up. Some days the clock moves faster than my kids do when it comes to getting ready. Some days that’s just the story of my life.

Brantley is wearing the pants I made her for the first time and showing off her brand new shirt Katie from KatieDid Gifts made her to match the pants. I couldn’t get over all of the cuteness and she had several people to remind her how cute she was.

Until we got home.

I pulled her out of her car seat and realized a diaper blowout would be sending her whole outfit to the laundry room to be soaked in stain remover. Ugh. Again, story of my life.

The boys gave me a little break in the day while they napped, but once they were up, it was game time. I was really just running in circles trying to keep everything together, while actually keeping nothing together.

A tornado went through our house and things were everywhere in the living room.

My neighborhood friend and Mary Kay consultant stopped by to bring me some moisturizer. She came in to the house and was admiring Brantley. While I was writing my check for my new product, she asked me how everything was going with three little ones. We laughed together when I said, “Well, just look at my house.”

The boys had found the big jug of animal crackers I usually keep in the pantry and had brought it in to the living room to eat. Ok, fine. Keep yourselves entertained with a snack for a minute while I chat with our guest.

Less than one minute later, I turned around and Riverson had one foot inside the jug of animal crackers and was standing up, trying to fit his other foot in there.

Yes, that really happened.

Just as my friend was about to leave, I realized I had ordered the wrong product from her. Yes, she actually just wasted her time coming to my house. We made plans for me to get the product I REALLY needed: face wash.

This evening was Hallie’s choir concert and while I didn’t really want to take the kids with me, I knew I needed to be there, since she had asked if I was coming. I hadn’t made arrangements for anyone to watch them, so off we went.

As the choir kids all got on stage and the sanctuary was silent waiting for them to begin, Riverson said, very loudly, “Oh, dere’s Howie!!”

I armed Riverson with my phone to keep him entertained and quiet in the back row of the church. He tried. He did well. But, the concert was just a little too long for him.

An app he was playing on the phone had flashcards of food. Every time something came on the screen he liked, he said the word, showed us the picture, and then licked the screen to show his approval, over and over again.

With just about 10 minutes left in the program, both of the boys hit their breaking point and Jeff was already in the lobby with Brantley, who had started crying. I took them out to relieve Jeff and let them walk around in the lobby.

Y’all, within minutes, Riverson had ripped off his shirt and was running through the lobby.

Without a shirt.

In the church lobby.

I wanted to crawl in a hole, but part of me couldn’t help but laugh as I chased after him. Even the two ladies volunteering from the church were laughing.

One of the ladies even started talking very sweetly to Brantley and said, “There’s just never a dull moment with you two, is there?”

You should have seen the look on her face when I told her these weren’t my only two little ones. My three year had just gone to the restroom. I’m pretty sure she thought I was crazy.

Somehow we made it out of there and home relatively easy.

I just have one reminder from the evening.

Thanks Riverson.

Some days really ARE just organized chaos.

Thankfully, I get a five hour break tomorrow while they are at Mother’s Day Out. I need to regroup.

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