Don’t ya love how unpredictable kids are?  And yes, there may be a little sarcasm in that last statement 🙂  But they take “just going with the flow” to a whole new level…which is actually a good adjustment for those of us who like to have “control”.  Anyway, sometimes I feel like my life is just a series of a comedy of errors…and you just have to sit back and laugh a little.  Last week, I made arrangements for the three of us to get away for a couple days…but the day before we were supposed to leave, Ava started coughing and had some gunky, snotty stuff coming out of her eyes…so we cancelled our trip and I unpacked our bags.  It’s ok, we’ll go another time and she was feeling better in a couple days.  This morning I had made chiropractic appointments for all of us.  No, we are not a die-hard chiropractic family…I have not been adjusted in probably three years and considering what my last three years have been like, I could use some cracking 🙂  We took Ava for a while when she was little but she hasn’t been in a while either…and Lincoln is such a crazy little kid I have to believe he could use an adjustment too.  So, anyway, we all got up and ready on time, with time to make a quick stop at Starbucks for me 🙂  We were cruising down the interstate (our chiro is 45 minutes away) and we were grooving to some tunes, when I heard Lincoln coughing.  I turned around and…there was puke everywhere.  I quickly got off the interstate and pulled into a gas station.  Thank goodness I keep a box of baby wipes in the van because there was puke inside his coat, outside his coat, on his pants, on his car seat, and inside every buckle…gross.  Poor little guy!  It didn’t stink too bad…surprisingly, considering soy milk doesn’t smell too good on a good day and there was some cheerios mixed in…I know, TMI.  Of course, I did not have an extra set of clothes for him, so I called and cancelled our appointments.  Then I got a couple movies from Red Box (it was conveniently right in front of our car) and we headed home.  We are all cleaned up and Lincoln seems better…although I’m still not convinced…and we are all cozy in our basement watching Tinker Bell (which was a total spur of the moment decision…we stick pretty close to VeggieTales and Curious George with a little Winnie the Pooh at our house).

All this to say, I AM NOT IN CONTROL.  I know, shocking right?  But it’s a lesson that I am constantly learning and constantly surrendering to my Father.  We had plans this morning, but now we are just spending a quiet day at home together…which is apparently what we needed and we will enjoy it!