Kicking Myself

"I think we're done at three." What a silly thing to say. I said it at a family gathering that was a bit hectic after several nights without a full night's sleep. It has been fun to have so much family around. I still find myself trying to manage my home the way I manage work, hoping for organization, cooperation, etc. But, as anyone who has had a family reunion knows, getting the family moving is like driving a herd of stubborn cattle, we almost have to start cussin' to get them going. Anyway, this tendency, combined with the hectic nature of the gathering, and a lack of sleep contributed to my thoughtless comment. The kids were just being kids, and though they were hard work, that extra labor with everything else going on is probably what pushed me to say that. I keep thinking about what my kids, who are the best kids I know, would have thought had they heard what I said. They are definitely worth the effort, and I would love to have ten more just like them, if it were possible. I've resolved to do this before, but feel more strongly about it now, but I should never speak anything negative about my wife or kids to other people. I noticed that once something came out, it was easier to do it again. I've also seen where that can lead if left unchecked, and it isn't pretty. So, sorry wife and kids. I didn't mean it.