Pride

Seest thou a man wise in his own conceit? there is more hope of a fool than of him.



(Proverbs 26:12)
 
So today started out great! I mean really great! The kids were content, well rested, and I wasn't a sweat ball by 9:00 from running around the house. We did some grocery shopping and it went sooooo smoothly. After procuring some groceries for the family to survive upon this week I proudly call the husband to relay my joyful news.
 
Golden nugget #1 - The store had the powder Similac (I've been buying the premixed stuff since the recall due to the fact that Sweet Potato's guts couldn't manage the other brand).
 
Golden Nugget #2 - At the store, I scored a coupon for $.60 off per gallon and the cashier handed me an additional coupon for $.10 of per gallon. Since the Pilot was running pretty much on empty I scored a full tank of gas at $.70 off a gallon. Ka-ching!
 
Golden Nugget #3 - The Pilot has a leaky tire which needed a bit o' air and the gas station had FREE air! Whooo-hooo! Last time I had to fill the tire (I know. I know, it would be easier just to get it fixed) I went to a station that charged $.50 and I don't carry change often so I had to haul the kidlets INTO the gas station just to get change to turn the flippin' machine on! I know.
 
I was living the high life after these 3 events since it's not often that a Saturday morning goes so well in our house. Clearly God saw that I was feeling a bit upitty and just couldn't let that stand.....
 
Because.... we were anticipating a play date in the afternoon with a friend and her little man. Sweet Pea was so excited that her friend was coming over... and yet when they arrived she turned into a crazy monster child. I REALLY wasn't sure what got into her. One hour and two time-outs later our friends left and I was exhausted from watching my daughter bounce off the walls, scream, yell, and talk some smack. I found myself dumbfounded..... She has her moments, as most 4 year olds do, but....... sweet Jesus, this one TOPPED THE CAKE! Yikes. I felt so bad that her friend has to witness her circus act - it was one of those moments when you feel like a complete failure as a parent and you become convinced that there is something wrong with your child. Several hours later, and I still shudder when I think about it.
 
Have any of you ever experienced this; be it God "putting your pride in check" or your child flipping on you?