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No, We ARE NOT Chasing Butterflies

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It is Farmer’s Market season here again! There is no way I’d rather spend my Saturday morning than waiting in line at our favorite bakery, praying there will be at least one ginormous scone left, grabbing a freshly dripped cup of coffee from a local roaster and then strolling through the booths of fresh spring goodies.

It is also so much fun to see people headed back to their cars with their Farmer’s Market score of the day. Everyone seems so happy already thinking out where they are going to hang those massive flowering baskets, or what on earth they will bake with 5 pounds of fresh rhubarb, or convincing themselves how wise they were to spend $30 on pastries and bread alone.

I find the Farmer’s Market so refreshing! It’s great to get ultra fresh foods, support local families, be outdoors, and spend time with family.

One of my favorite parts of our Farmer’s Market is the bright orange food truck that serves some of the most creative, fresh, and flavorful food in town. Usually, I visit the food truck at the end of our Farmer’s Market visit to put a few more minutes between the breakfast I’ve already eaten at home, the enormous (I’m sure calorie-free) scone I just downed and whatever I’m about to order and pretend is lunch even though it’s only 10:15am.

Recently as the boys and I were waiting for our food truck treasure, I noticed a mom with her three young children sit down at a nearby bench. Mom left the kids and walked just a few feet to order from the food truck. The kids quickly got up off the bench and started being kids. When mom noticed they had left the bench she yelled at them and all I heard was, “NO, WE ARE NOT CHASING BUTTERFLIES!”

Butterfly

Do you ever find yourself in one of those extremely rare “My kids are being perfect angels today! Best day ever!” bubbles? I was in one of those bubbles at that moment. It was a beautiful sunny day, we scored the last two “candy cookies” (M&M cookies) from the bakery, I was about to indulge in an awesome orange food truck sandwich, and the boys were being awesome! Sweet, precious, happy bubble moment!

So, when this mom yelled, “NO, WE ARE NOT CHASING BUTTERFLIES!” to her kids, I’m not going to lie, I road my happy bubble for a few seconds and was thinking, “Whoa, settle down lady, they are just being kids!” And then I laughed, because I remembered how quickly the happy bubble can pop and how the “No Chasing Butterflies” mom could easily be me in the next minute when my toddlers start being, well, toddlers.

Have you had a happy bubble moment?

Have you had a judge-y mom moment?

Anyway, this incident reminded me of how easy it is to say crazy things to our kids in the heat of a moment. In reality, I’m sure that mom absolutely wants her children to chase butterflies! I mean, people have entire Pinterest boards filled with images and quotes about how we should chase butterflies and all that jazz.

What have you said to your children in the heat of the moment that didn’t really make sense?

Have you said something crazy to your kids and then had a good laugh later after thinking about it?

At mass on Sundays the priest uses this big brush-like thing (fancy name: aspergillum*) to sprinkle (MONSOON) us with holy water. My boys have really been into recreating this moment at home. They build holy water sprinklers out of tinker toys and then run around the house flicking them at each other and singing the “Come to the Water” song we sing on Sunday. It really melted my heart the first dozen or so times it happened. One day, during the boys’ at home holy water blessing, I realized that they were actually dipping their holy water sprinklers into their milk glass. I came into the kitchen to find milk splattered over the floors and walls and a full cup of milk tipped all over the floor.

This was a bubble pop moment for me. This was my recent, “quit chasing butterflies” moment! It was just so cute until there was milk everywhere. I started mopping up the milk with towels and yelled, “WE. DO. NOT. DIP. Our Holy Water…Thing-ies…IN. OUR. MILK!” Then I gave them each a towel to help me clean up and quietly laughed at the ridiculousness that just came out of my mouth. And later I made a point to look up what those Holy Water thing-ies were actually called; see above*).

Have you had a bubble pop moment?

Here are the lessons I was reminded of at those times:

  • If we don’t cry over spilled milk, then we don’t yell over spilled milk either, Momma!
  • Words and the tone of our words are so powerful, especially to our children!
  • We need to encourage our children (and ourselves) to chase MORE butterflies.
  • Don’t judge other moms, because it could be you in the next minute (or second)!
  • Enjoy the happy bubble moments and laugh more when they pop.

Love,
Natasha

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32 thoughts on “No, We ARE NOT Chasing Butterflies

  1. We just posted a blog about going to the Farmer’s Market too (http://choosykids.blogspot.com/2015/05/eating-well-doesnt-have-to-cost-fortune.html). But church is always where my bubble gets popped!! It never fails that she cries or is loud about something there!

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  2. Haha great post. The image of the holy water milk episode has me laughing at work today!

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  3. Oh I JUST LOVED THIS post!!!!!! The farmers’ market whisked me back to when I was visiting a Farmers’ Market in the Canadian Maritimes. The second half reminded me of when my brothers and I would use wooden cooking utensils to douse the bathtub with ‘Holy’ water. Lol. I couldn’t help but really laugh at the milk-bubble-pop expression. Though I certainly wouldn’t laugh at the milk ‘blessings’.

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  4. Oh man… I have my bubble pop often, at least a few times a week it seems like. I used to judge moms for snapping before I had a toddler… and now, well let’s just say that my daughter has taught me humility over and over. 🙂

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  5. Oh how I love that they build “holy water thingies” out of tinker toys…that is seriously just too cute!

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  6. I have three kids aged 4 and under and sometimes they are all being perfect angels and we’re having this awesome time and other times YIKES! So I totally get this post 🙂

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  7. The chasing butterflies mom totally sounds like something I would be busted doing! hahaha.. I have those moments all the time both good and bad.. and you are so right.. no more judgement from me anymore!

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    • I was the chasing butterflies mom today when I was trying to speed shop in Younkers and the boys were hitting signs, pulling clothes off the racks, and running around like wild dogs. Haha!

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  8. Ha! I’ve definitely been on both sides–happy bubble and pull-my-hair-out bubble … and I LOVE that Farmers’ Market season is upon us. So happy and delicious.

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  9. I have those moments quite often. Then I think to myself, “Does it really matter if we are 2 minutes later or if there is a spill of applesauce on the dog?” I always feel horrible because most of the time my kids are oblivious to the fact that the fun they are having is annoying to me. I need to remember that they aren’t adults and want to have fun. This is a good reminder. Thanks for posting!

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  10. Ha! Yes, totally been in the “my kids are perfect” moment, only to remember they’re actually kids. 🙂 Good reminders to enjoy all of it, the good and the hard.

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  11. I have had so many of those moments when I was raising my boys. One time I remember was a life changing moment for me. I was recently divorced and raising my 3 boys alone. My frustration level was high due to all the stress involved in trying to do it alone. The boys were being boys, acting up running up and down the stairs. I was afraid that they would get hurt and after a few inside voice, “don’t run on the stairs’, they didn’t listen. I was so upset I went to raise my voice and passed the mirror, when I saw my reflection I knew I had crossed over, and that my boys were also seeing that expression of anger. I was their mommy and how could a mommy full of love for her boys look like that, I never again yelled at them, ever. They are now all grown and I will never forget that moment. Great post Natasha!

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    • Wow, thank you so much for sharing that Lisa. I’m going to remember to peak in the mirror next time I feel the bubble popping! I really appreciate you taking the time to share!

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  12. Oh I love this post! And just mention of Farmers Markets makes me wish for the weekend!

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  13. First thing first (I need to say dis for a long time now ), I love the name of your blog. Its the cutest and beautiful blog name I ever heard. I have been thinking to mention that for a long time but what can I say, m always running around doing stuff. And then I think, may be some day, I will take out time to tell u dis. Second, loved dis post. We love farmer’s market and trust me, dat bubble theory of yours is so true. I do get those moments but they are ephemeral. However, I really don’t judge a yelling mommy bcoz who know what she has been through. May be she didn’t slept well, may be she has something else going on etc. I know m in dat state most of the time. I believe its just not fair to judge dat mommy of three kids, running after dat. Bcoz she is doing a great and most difficult job in dis world.

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    • Thanks so much Jaya for the sweet words on my blog name! You have a great outlook on mommyhood! We are all just doing our best and we are on the same team! We can’t judge each other! God bless.

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  14. Thank you for reminding me of this! I have recently switched to muttering “ay-ca-rumba” instead of thinking (or saying) bad words when my bubble pops. Changing my language can really help. Now if I could just find a peaceful way to restrain my physical reactions! Ha.

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  15. Wonderful post, Natasha! (As usual.)
    My kids used to take tiny cookie cutters to make circles in flour tortillas and give each other communion. I love the holy water sprinkling!

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