Just Go Ahead and Laugh!
We had the most amazing morning. Or horrifying morning. It depends on perspective. We’ve been potty training our three year old daughter and have let her run around the house in a pair of undies. Restricting her to easy to clean surfaces. My husband came home with two new arm chairs yesterday for our barren living room. It’s been a long time since we’ve owned something new. Apparently we weren’t supposed to. As my daughter played I was washing the dishes. She came running into the kitchen saying “yucky on the chair!” Oh no. I knew what it was the moment she said it. Running into the living room I discovered a lovely little wet spot in the middle of my new chair. I rushed back into the kitchen to get anything absorbent to stifle the penetration. Grabbing my kitchen towel I accidentally bumped a glass pitcher sending it flying to the floor. Crash! Glass everywhere. I picked my way through it back to the living room, just in time to see my beautiful daughter pull the recently watered house plant onto the other arm chair.
Now I had a choice. I could cry, scream, or laugh. I choose to laugh. It was a good option. I gathered myself back up and swept up the glass first. Then managed to get most of the dirt back into the pot and toss the whole thing out the front door until I could deal with it. I stripped the chairs of their covers and rinsed them and hung them to dry. At that moment my friend walked through the front door and the door handle fell off. Again I laughed. I would recommend this option to anyone in a similar situation. Laughter is indeed the best medicine.