'Had a Bad Day'

Have you ever had one of those days?  Wrong side of the bed and all of that twattle.  The other day, my third grader came home bummed out.  She announced as she got in the car at the bus stop  "I had a bad day".  When I asked her about it,  she related to me how the little girl who has dogged her throughout the year, had been picking on her again.  Unfortunately,  my daughter does not have the temperament to put up with this, and usually gets in trouble for the comeback to the insults that are usually whispered to her, while the little instigator, who has the appearance of an angel, gets off scotch free.  She is the 'nice girl, my daughter is a very exuberant  girl who is not known for her mild temperament. Anyway, to make a long story less long,  short of getting into fisticuffs and taking this girl out, my daughter just has to put up with it. 

On this particular day, it had been especially bad.  I took her home and doted on her, gave her hugs, cookies and the usual mom stuff.  I then settled her down and played the bad day song for her.  You know the one by "Bad Day" by Dan Powter, that says " you had a bad day your taking one down , you sing a sad song just to turn it around..." She stood there leaning against me until the song was over, dried her eyes, said thanks and was off. 

Fast forward until this morning.  My husband and I were preparing ourselves to go to my eighteen year olds seminary graduation this evening.  I got a phone call from a woman who was in charge of the musical production that by boys are involved in this summer.  There was going to be a practice this evening.  I informed her that they would not be able to participate because of seminary graduation.  This is when I got the horrifying news that seminary graduation was actually last night.  We had missed it.  I was devastated, how could we have done something so stupid.  Tears ensued.  I was in my room crying and feeling terrible about the whole situation when I heard from my third graders room the high peals of the Chipmunks singing  "You had a bad day your taking one down, you sing a sad song just to turn it around"...  My sweet little girl was playing the bad day song for me.  I turned and saw her slipping into my room to check on me.  With a big hug and a few kisses, by daughter had put a smile back on my face. 

My sons situation turned out less than terrible also.  The wonderful counselor who had the night before, driven all the way to Gillette to present him with his diploma, handed it to him in sacrament meeting in front of the whole ward.  Just another tender mercy.  My bad day, turned out not so bad after all.