The Caffeine Cup

Yesterday was insane.  Insane in a good way, but crazy nonetheless.

We spent three hours at Easton with some awesome friends.  There aren't many ways to start your day that are better than spending hours in the company of great people.

After spending approximately 30 minutes at home (long enough to change Henry, empty the pool bag of wet things, and empty the cooler) we tore out of the house so that I could make it to a baby appointment on time.  Kids were bummed that they didn't get to come, but hey, there were cartoons and Olympics.  Aunt Maggie is awesome and had some cool diving recorded :)

So after the appointment (and, by the way, baby is there, right where it's supposed to be!) we had a little time to breathe.  This also gave me time to realize that it was 4:30, we were in Lancaster, and I had to have the kids fed and in Pickerington by 6:30 to pick up Don and head to the church.

This is also the time that I realized I couldn't ignore the migraine any longer.

I was desperate, and I headed to McDonald's with Henry in tow.  Henry thinks it's so cool when he's the only kid in the car.

Fortunately for me, my doctor had just confirmed my theory that Extra Strength Tylenol + caffeine is about the best you can do when you're pregnant.  In his words, 'Pop some pills and grab a double-shot of espresso'.  I love my doctor.

McDonald's (or McDonald's House, as Henry has started calling it) doesn't serve espresso.  Hmmm...I ended up getting a coffee AND a Dr.Pepper, because in my expert medical opinion that was about as close as I could get to an espresso.  Aren't I smart?  :)

Henry kept asking me on the way back to the house, 'Can I have some your drink?'  I would tell him no.  'Why not?!'  Because it's pop, and you don't need the caffeine.  'Mama, what caffeine?'  Caffeine is a chemical.  'Mama, you need chemicals?'  Yes, yes I do.  Pause for silence while Henry is thinking...

'Mama, I have some of your caffeine cup?'  I couldn't help but laugh.  I told him 'no', and then he asked if when he was big like me (thank you very much) he could have his own caffeine cup.  Sure thing buddy :)


I realize that this post is nowhere near insightful or witty, but my kids crack me up. 

Between Henry and the caffeine cup...
Gwennie telling me that she's praying for 12 kids when she grows up (so she can have them attack her brothers, she says)...
John's complicated and intricate plans for everything under the sun...
and Jimmy thinking that he's 14...

...life has been crazy.  Crazy and delightful and full of reminders that I am not, by any means, the one in control.  Insights into their little minds remind me that they are little people too, with thoughts and opinions all their own.  Wonderfully made creations that are a joy to watch grown and develop, even when they are at each others throats.

Oh, and even though the day was insane, we got to end it in worship with a huge group of new friends and old, being reminded of the crazy love that surrounds us all.  How cool is that?

And thankfully, there is always that caffeine cup to help me through the tough days :)