Some days the Call of Men is a battle against the evil empire and some days it is a battle against exploding toilets and burned pizzas. That was my battle tonight. The toilet overflowed and, rather than yelling “Dad HELP!” one of my well-meaning children chose to try to clean it up – with a box of Kleenex.
So, I did what all godly men do – I flipped out. After a half hour of cleaning up the bathroom, I asked forgiveness for my flip-out and proceeded to burn the pizza that was in the oven for the kids’ dinner. So, they got PB&J and I got to feel bad for burning the pizza. A little later, my boys got into a shouting match over which episode of Star Wars they were going to watch part of. I handled that a little better than the exploding toilet, but still not the best.
So, it is finally bedtime and I feel like Obi-Wan in Episode II right after he got his butt kicked by Count Dooku. At least I got to watch Yoda unleash a pint-sized can of Jedi Jitsu.
How was your day?