Sunday morning dawned to bad moods in our house. Nothing seemed to go right. My husband woke up on the wrong side of the bed and left the house in a huff (went in to work to deal with personal demons). Victoria got dragged in the park twice by our St. Bernard, Lucy. Rebecca wet herself at the park, so I interruptd her play abruptly and dragged her home sobbing and crying (we live on the border of the City Park, so it was a short drag). Seth was in a bad mood, because, well, it was the mood de jour. Personally, I just wanted to run away from home.
But I bucked up, said a pray for strength to deal with the day and resolved to not let the day continue on its hell bent path, because if it did, I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO STAND IT! It was a gorgeous, sunny day, so I told the kids that we would have a picnic brunch outside. There was some smart mouthed, negative grumbling, but I perservered and soon we had the patio table washed, a table cloth picked out, teacups and teapots set out carefully on trays and a menu spontaneously created of ham and cheese omlettes and fruit and toast. The kids got into the party spirit with flowers picked from our yard and helped with food prep. Victoria found my vintage fly screen domes and covered our dishes. As we sat down to eat, the table rule was set. Only say nice things to each other and about other people (no mean gossip and tattling). By the end of the luxurious meal (the company made the party), the kids did not even mind cleaning up the dishes and were already talking about doing it again for dinner (which we did).
We had a beautiful afternoon together doing stuff in the yard (cleaning out the shed and learning about mud dauber and paper wasps as we disected their nests I knocked down- scary and thrilling at the same time!) By dinner time I was overwelmed with how perfect the day had turned out. I prayed a very thankful grace before dinner. "Thank you God for this beautiful day, for my beautiful kids and this wonderful meal. Bless this food to the nourishment of our bodies. In Jesus' name, Amen." Minutes later, when my husband came home, he couldn't help but be in a better mood too.