Jace Happens

There is a bumper stick that says "Stuff Happens." Okay, so that's the polite version. In my world "Jace Happens." I've had to work on my perception of this child. I had a dear friend advise me not to label him. I had another dear friend ask me where I've been. So, this morning was the perfect opportunity to show the world what I feel like I do with most of my time, and why it is actually work not to label him... While I was spending time with Rana and Owen, Jace decided it would be entertaining to throw jello across the dining room and on to our very light-colored carpet. It was one of those moments when you're so angry that you can't discipline or parent because you will hurt the child. I sent him to his room, and cleaned up his mess. This is what I do, April!!! I don't even keep jello in the house, but my Mom is in town, and she made it for my sister. I don't know that I'll ever look back at this one and laugh. I see messes often and think, "Jace Happened." This one is a close second on the "Jace Happens" list behind pooping in the carpet and smearing it in. It's happened a few times. But, he is a blessing from God, right???