Yep, that's what it is.  Exhaustion has so many interesting consequences for me...snapping at my children, pestering my husband, ignoring my housework, falling asleep on the couch while watching children's programming at 6:15am with my son, pretending the laundry is not in a huge pile in front of my washer...I thought being responsible for K-2 crafts this week would carry less running-around responsibility than crew leader (the part I played last year), but whoever said that lied.  It's just a different insanity.  I have to say, I like this insanity better, and the crafts Michelle dreamed up have been so much fun.  I will do this again next year.  And I will be better at it. 

In the meantime, my children suffer from the same exhaustion.  They napped for 3 hours yesterday (yes, even the older two).  After serious melt-downs from the younger two, they all went to bed at 8:30 last night, and I still had to drag them out of bed this morning.  It wouldn't surprise me if the girls fell asleep today during their hour of rest (and Bryson will sleep anyway)...but I will wake them up after that--I do want them to sleep tonight.  Interesting how that works. It shouldn't surprise me--if I ever nap longer than 20 minutes (you know, the 5 times I have done that since having children), I have a horrible time trying to get the rest of my day finished well--they're the same way.  They enjoy the 3 hours with their peers and the crazy activity of VBS, but it certainly wears on them (and as a result, it wears on me.  What a wimp!)  I will be glad when this week is over, but thankful that we had it.  Victory certainly does VBS well.  Just one more thing to add to the "reasons I'm thankful for my church" list.

Can I mention how much I hate looking for dresses to wear to weddings?  Have you noticed how the right dress comes in the wrong colors, the wrong dress comes in the right color and the right size, and the right dress that comes in the wrong size is the right price?  Or that you can take 15 dresses into the fitting room, narrow it down to one, and find a hole in a place that can't be repaired without looking obvious?  And it's never on sale if it's the right price, the right size, and a decent color.  ACK!  Help!  And we won't even talk about what happens when you make the dress in the right color, the right size and the right style (because it never ends up that way). 

How ridiculously petty.  I can't believe I whine about things like this.  My father returned from his missons trip to Nicaragua last weekend with a new perspective on life.  And a theory that everyone in the US should be required to take a missions trip to somewhere like Nicaragua--it's like his eyes were opened.  We take our unbelievable blessings soooooooo for granted.  The fact that I have the option of whining about a new dress.  Or the fact that my dryer makes my house too hot.  Or that my pool is cloudy.  We are a spoiled people. 

Those of you who read my blog and pray for people you don't know , please lift the Myslivecek family in your prayers today.  They are parents of 4 wonderful children, and their oldest, Daniel (16) lost his battle with cancer yesterday morning.  He had undergone many rounds of chemo and radiation, and his body just couldn't take it any more.  Dean and Tammie (his parents--friends of ours from our previous church) are, of course, struggling with the whole situation--though they know Daniel is with his Savior, he is not with them.  Please pray for them.  I can't imagine the grief and anguish they must feel. 

I have rambled today.  I'm sorry!  It's the chance you take when you read my blog.  Often, you're going to get many unconnected thoughts.  Remember what I said about exhaustion?  Another consequence...