Last Sunday, I was pretty frazzled. Maddie was crowding me as I was cutting a coupon from a box of cereal bars. She didn’t know why I was fiddling with what looked like a box of candy. I asked her to back off, “Give me some peace, please.”
She got pretty happy when she heard that. “I want a piece, too!”
“No, honey, not a piece. I want some peace of mind.”
“Piece of mind? I don’t know what that is. I want to try some.”
Now, Maddie knows that she doesn’t get treats unless she’s willing to share them with her brother. So she backed a couple of feet away, and called as loudly as she could, “Aaron! Want some piece? Come get some piece of mind! Come Aaron!“
The yelling did nothing for my state of mind. But I saw the humor in it. When you’ve got kids, you have to see the humor in it.