As they took turns measuring out the flour, I watched as big clumps of it hit the counter and then fell quietly onto the floor. It bothered me, but I remained quiet and let them continue on with preparing the cinnamon rolls because quite frankly, they were doing a marvelous job.
I watched as they continued adding the ingredients one by one. The sugar. The salt. The yeast. I became sad. My babies were getting so old. Yes, I was happy that they were becoming comfortable in the kitchen and learning skills to take them into adulthood, but did this whole baby thing have to be over so soon? I mean, just look at these toes. Those used to be the itty bitty baby toes that I would kiss and nibble. I wanted to cry and hug them and never let them go but instead we made cinnamon rolls.
Yes, that’s right. Right now our house is a bit of a mess, but it is a beautiful mess. Each toy laying out on the floor from the night before represents the fun that I remember we had. The pile of clothing in the laundry room represents the trip that we just took together and the messy kitchen before me represents this time that we just shared growing and learning. Please don’t get me wrong, I will be the first to admit that I like a clean house and sometimes stress too much about keeping it that way. Ok, I ALWAYS stress about keeping it that way. But this morning, right now, I am going to enjoy it because in this moment I want to hold on to THIS mess forever.
As the cinnamon rolls baked in the oven, the kids ran off to play and I decided that forever was too long to have a dirty kitchen. 🙂 Besides, it’s the memories made from the mess not the ACTUAL mess that’s important, right?
You see, a few days ago I was challenged by O-Cedar to find the beauty in the mess somewhere in my life. I struggled with this idea because I didn’t know how I could turn something that I saw as ugly into something beautiful. Then I realized that it wasn’t about changing the mess into something beautiful, it was about changing the way I looked at it. These messes aren’t just another chore added to my list, but they are memories to be cherished. I am thankful to have been given this challenge because far too often I rush through life, getting things done and trying to contain the mess instead of sometimes just letting it happen. Today was fun.
Come here for the cinnamon rolls? Check out our tasty made from scratch recipe below.