It’s yet another day of washing dishes, picking up dirty socks off the floor, scrubbing remnants of glitter glue that have dried onto the kitchen table, and vacuuming crumbs that have been trailed all throughout the house. Some days it seems that the chores and picking up after my three young kids never ends. Every room I enter, there’s a mess to clean up. Thoughts like “why do my kids just leave their discarded toy right in the middle of the kitchen floor?” or “why can’t they just eat a snack like a normal human being instead of sprinkling crumbs all over?” keep coming up. I’ve come to realize lately that no matter how many cleaning routines or chore charts we have, kids are still going to be kids. Life will continue to have spills, messes, crumbs, laundry, and cleaning. So I ask myself, how do I find joy in …