WHAT?

For some reason, the day is going so great and then all the kids come home and I just get totally discombobulated and there is an anger that just sets in. I don't know why it happens, but I was in a totally bad mood. Was I tired? Was I hungry? I hate to make excuses, but I feel so close to living a godly life and then later in the day I can't deal with four kids? It doesn't make sense, especially when they are such great kids and I love kids. I don't get it. Tonight I was just totally brutal. I just seemed out of it. I couldn't get dinner together, was out of it at the basketball practice and backed myself into a corner with Liana that led to a bad night for her. We had such great plans. I read this book, I think to myself how well I am doing as a Christian loving God and others and then I realize the reality of the situation is that I have a long way to go with my own kids.