52: Embracing Chaos

52 Week 2 He told me, while my tear-filled eyes surveyed the toy-strewn floors and piles of still-unpacked Christmas gifts, to embrace the mess, to enter in to the moment.  I don't do mess, I wanted to say.  I can't cook unless my countertops are clean, can't write unless my desk is clear.  But he is right, I know.  Life with two small kids is mess.  I can either fight against my kids and their clutter all day long or I can fight to enjoy them in the midst of the chaos.  I often make the wrong choice.  But on this day, I choose mess, extra mess.  I choose my toddler's flour and water soup, dry rice and oatmeal running through my baby's fingers.