Every now and then, we all get a little confused about who rules the roost in this house.

Ultimately, we all know that God does.  No one is going to argue with that one though sometimes I find myself forgetting and try to take the wheel.

Secondly, I would say that my hubby and I work at a beautiful partnership and know who does what.  We have our own “job descriptions” and expectations we know that just fall under us, like it or not.

Like how I do all of the planning, buying, shopping, organizing, etc. for all things birthday and Christmas.  Or anything else for that matter.  Sure, it’s from both of us but it’s my gig.  Meal planning.  Grocery shopping (usually).  Organizing clothing for seasons.  Other stuff that I can’t even begin to think of at the moment and that, truthfully, is just too boring and mundane to even tell you about.

On the other hand, JJ does all things trash.  Mice removal.  Vomit/Poo/Other Bodily Wastes Clean-up (well, not always – but usually).  Taxes.  Anything pertaining to numbers.  Business.  Travel arrangements.

As I write this, I realize that we sound a little bit like Ward and June Cleaver.  Yikes.  Who would have ever thought that would have happened to that liberal sorority girl that partied like a rock star back in the day?

But it’s not us that sometimes gets a bit confused about the pecking order of our house.  It’s these people:

Susannah,

Sawyer,

and Solomon.

Particularly that last one.  Don’t let the belly laugh fool you – he’s an opinionated one, that one. Perhaps because he’s two.

We like to challenge boundaries to see if we as parents will have the same consequences.  We like to act as if we have a choice in the matter to brush our teeth, hang up our bookbags, and put our shoes where they should go.

Every now and then, we just forget WHO. MOMMY. IS.

To remind my three little charges of this fact today, I thought it was time to don a tiara.  For the latter half of the day, I wore it on my head and forgot it was there.  I wore it to my neighbor’s house for dinner (yes other people in the neighborhood saw me) and I wore it as I folded laundry and put it away.

After a while, everyone just got the hint.  Even if we were laughing just a bit.

But then it got me thinking, of course…

Is this what God feels like when He looks at us and, shaking His ever-patient head, thinks “She’s forgetting who I am”?

She’s testing the boundaries again.

She’s thinking she is in charge here and not me.

She’s thinking that she can go on with her plan without consulting me first.

On this Multitude Monday, my list of 1,000 things continues:

111.  “Be still and know that I am God.”  These eight words from Psalm 46:10 are some of the most powerful in the Bible.

112.  He will always remind us of who He is and what He can do.  When we least expect it.

113.  Bust my buffers – we are all well!   No more flu for us!  (Can you tell we have watched a little too much “Thomas”?)

114.  I have a husband who gives me much more grace than I deserve.

115.  And kids who do as well for that matter.

116.  The Relevant Conference is in a few weeks and I cannot wait – I am so thankful for this opportunity.

117.  A crisp, fall day of apples and football.  Love. It.

118.  My IU football team, while defeated by Michigan this past weekend, is actually showing some promise.  Since we have been horrible for so long, the fact that we have won three games and lost only once so far is HUGE.

119.  Lady Antebellum on Thursday night with my really cute date – JJ?  So very thankful.

120.  That blasted “Hunger Games” series again – now I’m on the second book, Catching Fire, and am again, completely consumed.  Yes, it’s a series for young adults but unlike another popular series for young adults that has caused everyone to go bonkers, this one is actually an incredibly creative story AND well-written.  Sorry to those of you who like the other one – I just couldn’t get into it.  But this one?  Absolutely.

Whatever you do this week, whoever you plan to see, and whenever you stop to think, remember who He is.  Remember to just be still and know that He is God.  He is in charge.  You are His vessel, His love, His light.  Let it go and surrender it.  His idea is probably better anyway.

Not that I know from experience or anything – this is just what I have heard…(hee,hee)…