Simple Pleasures

I have lists of things in my life that bring me pleasure. Most of the things are very random and simple. Things like; the very first sip of coffee with just the right amount of cream, the smell of coconut, any of my kid's laughter, Ry's first sweet kiss of the morning, etc. It's little things. Today I got a little sick pleasure at my husband's distress. Poor Matt. If he only knew the pleasure a wife can get when the kids act normal for him in the morning instead of her. You see Matt took the day of work today. It's a mental health day for both of us. I get to take care of errands without dragging kids and he gets to not have 17 people asking him to run reports that they needed yesterday for projects that were due last week. Mental health indeed. Anyway...part of my own mental health request was that he deal with taking the kids to the bus stop. Okie dokie- no problem, sweetie. Hee hee- evil laughter inserted here. You see Matt leaves about 5 minutes after the kids roll out of bed so he rarely is witness to the morning chaos here. Chaos being really not strong enough to describe most of our mornings. Today it was Ry that chose to be Mr. Chaos in charge of destroying the morning. He's good at it, so most days Justin and Hannah defer to his excellence in destruction. He is the only 2 year old boy I have ever seen who has a problem with clothes. The Terrible, horrible shirt post below is pretty average for him. He just flat out refuses to wear odd shirts at odd times. Sometimes it's the picture on the shirt that sets him off, sometimes it's the color. A shirt that he was perfectly happy wearing last week, is completely unacceptable this week. You can't just know that a shirt won't work because it is all random. To keep us on our toes, I believe. The only shirt we could always be sure of is the golfing bear shirt. He hates that one and has since he first laid eyes on it. I've tried it 10 different times on 10 different days and the reaction to golfing bear is always the same. Ain't no way, no how he's going to wear it.
Today it was just a random plain ol' orange shirt. Matt waited until too late to dress him and then Ryan stepped into his Mr. Chaos mode. Screaming and howling because the orange shirt was out of the question. Matt didn't have time to find another one which made it a smidge more funny to me. I know I'm horrible. I got to sit upstairs quietly applying my makeup and just listen to how Matt talked Ryan into the shirt. Have you ever heard a grown man try to bargain with a 2 year old? It is terribly humorous. Especially when it is usually me who is doing the bargaining and today I was slowly sipping coffee with just the right amount of cream :) It was a 2 for one deal for me. Double the pleasure if you will!
Hope everyone has a simple pleasure kind of Friday :)