These Small Hours

Meet the Robinsons is my favorite DVD of Christmas this year. There are so many great messages. The theme song really struck a chord with me as I ran on Saturday. I’ve been Miss Bitter lately because of DH’s insistence on soccer being more a part of our lives than I would choose. And Saturday was a tournament for CE that was registered for without input from me–another used up Saturday, when we have so little family time as it is. So, I awoke that morning after a BAD night with the baby and could not get myself out the door fast enough to run before DH and CE had to leave for the soccer extravaganza, leaving me for all day with the baby and the BOYS who are insane (case in point, I said “clean up your room and put away your clean clothes”, so Bam, in his 2 yr old wisdom, dumped multiple bowls of water on the bathroom floor and ZT and CW made it into their very own slip n slide, oh joy!). The boys, through such feats of brilliance, lost all their Wii privileges for the foreseeable future and I yelled and screamed and was a bad mommy and nothing was getting better. And then DH and CE suddenly came home–for a brief interlude in between games--but home. I jumped at the chance to go running before I was alone with the insane ones again. As “Little Wonders” came on my ipod, I almost wept, well I probably would have if I’d had any oxygen at the moment. Are the hours that remain going to be the ones where we play and have fun or the ones where I scream and am Bad Mommy? Today I fear that it will be the latter. My life is very small at present. The people in my day are mostly small. The gains in our lives are small–verses read in the Book of Mormon are triumphed, moments spent not killing the sibling most near in the car are praised, any consecutive hours slept during the night are relished. The trick I find is not letting the smallness make me feel small, but instead to offer thanks that DH came home for an hour so I could run, that there are moments when no one is killing anyone, that we do read verses and sleep some consecutive hours.
Rob Thomas - Little Wonders Lyrics
let it go,
let it roll right off your shoulder
don’t you know
the hardest part is over let it in,
let your clarity define you
in the end
we will only just remember how it feels

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
in these small hours,
these small hours still remain

let it slide,
let your troubles fall behind you
let it shine
until you feel it all around you
and i don’t mind
if it’s me you need to turn to
we’ll get by,
it’s the heart that really matters in the end

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

all of my regret
will wash away some how
but i can not forget
the way i feel right now

in these small hours
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
with these small hours, still remain,
they still remain
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
these little wonders still remain