Last week, we had early dismissal from school and plans to bake a cake for my mom’s birthday.

I must admit I had a vision of having an afternoon of connection together. Perhaps with a dusting of flour on all our noses, giggling, and basking in the glow of each other’s cheerful dispositions.

No idea why, but as the cake was cooling, I also attempted a somewhat healthy cookie as a surprise snack for the kids.

Sometimes expectations bite us in the ass.

What transpired shall now forever be etched into my memory as Sugargate 2017.

How dare I put Craisins in the cookies? What kind of mother bakes a cake in a rectangle pan?!

One kid was having a complete meltdown while the other was standing on top of the kitchen island scream-shouting into a wooden spoon. It was as if my children had been replaced with demons before my very eyes. Thank you very much, but I don’t actually like that.

Then it hit me – my inner most wisdom. It said: “I can make the best of this.” And in the midst of the chaos, I chose to remain calm.

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Open to the present moment – especially when it’s messy. Open to the possibility that this is exactly the experience we’re meant to have. Open to divine presence guiding us to see each moment as an opportunity for our good.

Instead of a miserable perspective of there’s only one of me and not enough to be with each of them at once, I chose the perspective, I’m more than enough. I told myself – this is precisely why these are my kids, so they can hold up a mirror for me to stretch and grow beyond what my small mind thinks is possible.

Be the change you wish to see.

It’s in these “bratty” moments, that we can model how to live with appreciation.

I pulled back my future-tripping of them growing up “spoiled,” and simply waited until everyone was calm.

Then asked, “What’s a more graceful thing we could say (1) when someone offers you food you don’t like?” and (2) when things don’t go exactly as you’ve planned them in your head?

Miraculously, and from the mouths of babes: “Thank you very much, but I don’t actually like that” and “I can make the best of this.” I was amazed! My faith in the humanity of my children once again fully restored. 🙂

Remembering this now, I’m reminded of the quote:

“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant.” Robert Louis Stevenson

So maybe we didn’t end the afternoon giggling with flour on our noses, but it turned out even better than I’d imagined, and the dance party that followed was epic.

Don’t get me wrong, I sometimes flip my lid right alongside them, and I bet you do too. And this is precisely why I believe in celebrating when we don’t.

How have you stayed open? Leave me a comment below so I can celebrate with you! ♥


2 thoughts on “Sugargate

  1. Mary Dunkus

    I love reading stories about you and your babies since we don’t get to see them much. You are doing a great job!! Love you.

    1. Cory Thomsen Post author

      Thank you Mary! I hope I don’t have to come back and visit this post too often, but it will be here as a reminder when I make a mess of things. We’re all a work in progress. 🙂


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