Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Adventures in Pridefulness

Oh my goodness!!!

I am at my sister's house caring for her 2 kids (Maddy - 11, Spencer - 9)  and mine (Tobey - 8, Xander - 4).  All has been well ... but then she called me ...

The phone rang.  Maddy answers the phone and passes it to me.  My sis, Vangie, is calling to remind me to put the chicken and BBQ sauce in the slow cooker for tonight's meal.

I'm PROUDLY report that I am browning the chicken at that very moment.  I also have pigs-in-a-blanket in the oven for lunch and am prepping a green salad to go with it.  PLUS - I just finished washing and drying the breakfast dishes which were dirtied by the biscuits, bacon (oven baked - my favorite new discovery - I will never fry bacon on the stove top again!!), and sunny-side up eggs (that I let the kids break BY THEMSELVES into a small bowl where we inspected for shells before sliding them into the frying pan - which I taught Maddy to test with little water drops in order to determine that it had reached perfect frying temp.)   I've even visited with the friendly neighborhood Jehovah's Witness who directed me to 2 Timothy 3:16 (which I know by heart - so a proudly recited it to her - and I confess my heart WAS prideful - I was not sharing the word in love, but with pride - please forgive me) and have gathered the mail, let out the dogs, dressed the kids (AND myself), and yes, ALL IS WELL!!!  I am SUPER SISTER!!!

And THEN I FALL - because, as we all know, pride ... comes ... BEFORE ... the ... fall.  And, whoopsie, there I go - off the cliff of pride I've just constructed and climbed ALL BY MYSELF!!!  Yes, I did!!!

I'm about to tell sister Vangie about all the exciting plans I've made for the afternoon.  After dishes are done, we'll walk to the park, go do some shopping, I'll teach the kids some magic tricks and some poetry, and then ...

The fire alarm goes off in her house.  It is incredibly loud and annoying.  The smoke from the chicken I'm browning (right on schedule) has reached said alarm.  In one ear, I hear Vangie instructing me to wave a towel by the alarm, and in the other ear her two dogs (a spunky Cairn terrier named Memphis, and a docile Great Dane affectionately called Alley Bear) add their voices to the regular piercing BLEEEEEEPs of the fire alarm - Memphis with a frenzied YIP, YIP, YIP and Alley with her more barritone Ah-OOOOh.  I'm running around the kitchen with phone to one ear - Vangie is now instructing me to open the doors and put the dogs out (What?!  I can't hear you?!) and red urban dishtowel flapping wildly in no particular direction as I've yet to determine exactly where the alarm is located.  The kids appear bewildered in the kitchen, "What's going ON?!"

AAAAARGH!!!  (I scream this in my head.)

My voice, though, is calm, "Oh, just a little smoke in the air.  Super Me has it all under control." 

"Yeah, right," says the voice in my head.

The voice on the phone says, "Ummmm ... I think I should let you go.  Bye!!"

And then another voice says, "FIRE.   BLEEEP.  FIRE.   BLEEEP.   FIRE."

It's the alarm.  It talks!!!  Just in case I don't understand that all the BLEEPing and barking and "What's going on?"ing doesn't indicate that there's something amiss, the alarm TELLS me!!!

In the end, the smoke clears, the dogs quiet, and the kids return to their game of "hide-n-seek". And I pick myself up from the fall.

Too bad I didn't pay attention to the alarm in my head - the One that He gave me to guide me in right ways - the One that reminded me to not be SO proud.  Ah, well, I little fall is good for me.


  1. *hugs* I hope you had a great time with your family. ^.^ --happy birthday to your mom & dad--
    I've found often (especially when I was watching my nephews or trying to do too many things with the kids) that when I think everything is under control and I'm doing an EXCEPTIONAL job juggling the laundry, dishes, living room mess, bathing all said children, and all things related- that shortly soon after comes the fall-out of chaos and I realize that I can't do it all by myself or I was prideful of how much I did and judged unfairly my spouse for not doing it "my way" etc. It's a continual learning process that I seem to repeat every so often and God is gracious enough to give me the ability to refine my character through my kids and the things/people around me.

  2. So been there. SO have I been there :)
    That was hilarious though, thanks for the laugh!

  3. You did a WONDERFUL job with the kids-they had a great time with the boys and with you, were so excited to show Kery the stone they made for Father's Day-I hope I'll be as good a Mom as you : )

  4. I thought you did a WONDERFUL job with the kids! They like having you and the boys there so much and were so excited to show Kery the stone you helped them make and decorate. I hope I'll be as good a Mom as you!


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