Listen to your kids.....

So it's a typical Wednesday morning trying to get three kids out the door to school. I arose early enough to switch laundry out before getting Ivee up to shower. Things were going so very smoothly as I got Ivee all bathed and climbed in to shower myself. Not realizing I was out of shaving lotion, I had to do the slowly step out of the shower as to not slip and fall thing....I found the free razor with lotion on it that I had received as a special "perk" for spending the thousands of dollars I do a week at Sams Club. What a deal. Back to the shower to have the new bottle of shampoo fall directly onto my foot creating a cramping feeling like none other and as I rose my head up I nailed it on the ceramic soap holder that was put in the most awkward spot. All while Ivee is watching her mother try not to totally lose it on what are very minuscule things. She was laughing at me with her two front teeth missing. How sweet. The morning progresses as Addison manages to get out of bed walking around like what I am told pre-teen boys do...kinda in the clouds. He showers and then insists that we all leave one of the three bathrooms in the house so he can construct his hair...since he did ask a girl out last night. WOW! All while sweet little Jayla is helping me put laundry down our laundry shoot to three floors below. Ivee joins in to help as well and at one point I am certain that Jayla was so far in that cabinet that she could have just gone down the shoot as well.....except we had clogged it. No laundry going three flights down anymore. By now it is 7:45 and this type "A" mom likes to leave the house no later than 8...I think that Addison could tell I was getting frustrated...I had no makeup on, the girls had not been fed, I had laundry stuck between three floors of our house. I go downstairs to try to see if I can see it stuck....only wishing I was tall enough to stick some sort of pole up to try to get it down....remember I am four feet 10....even with a pole...no luck. I go back up three flights of stairs and try to push it down myself....no luck again. All while the dog is puking all over the house. At just the point when I am literally exhausted my dear son comes parading up the stairs with his hair all constructed carrying the swifter pole....exact words out of his mouth..."Mom...you know never give up." It was all I could do at that moment to not cry...my son not even knowing the agony inside my own self was there as a bright light. Even though we didn't get the clothes unclogged we knew we had given it our all.....and I needed to get them to school. As we climbed into the car I spilled coffee on my cell phone and once again was frustrated only to hear from the back seat, Ivee saying...it all started with the shaving lotion didn't it mom. If nothing else, I hope I have instilled in my kids to do their best and not give up...but if you have to abandon a situation like me leaving the laundry in the shoot to get to school on time which is more important...you must realize that you still succeeded. ..listen to your kids today...they might actually be exactly what you need to hear.