Chaos, everywhere we go my kids and I bring chaos. I have to be honest though, I myself have always brought chaos. My mother has always said the minute I walk into a room the chaos starts (or something similar to that). I guess it’s because I’m just so high strung. My poor parents were the recipients of our chaos tonight. I thought it would be such a simple, calm visit. All we were doing was taking my mom a necklace someone had made for her and going to see a cake she was working on. I thought we’d visit for a bit and be little distraction. Instead we completely turned their night upside down.
My little boy is easy, poor kid actually gets overlooked a lot because he is so quiet compared to his sister. L just sat and watched tv in the kitchen, every once in a while asking Memaw a question about cakes or looking for something to eat. M however is a totally different story. She is my wild child. She immediatly clung to her Memaw, didn’t want anything to do with anyone else. Bad part was Memaw was trying to finish the cake she was decorating. M also discovered the water cooler. She was obsessed with putting water in a glass but then not drinking it. She also screams, if she doesn’t get exactly what she wants she screams. Most of the time its not even a cry, just a scream. It’s very unnerving.
My sister and her husband also came over, as did my grandparents. With all of us in the same two rooms you could not even hear yourself think. I’m not sure I finished a conversation with anyone, of course in the midst of all of this I was also showing my grandmother how to work iTunes. By the time the kids and I left I was just apologizing to my mother for the chaotic night we had just had. She of course seemed unfazed, as always. I however was about ready to have a melt down.
I guess I just need to get used to the chaos that we bring, especially considering that we will soon have a 3rd child here.
Just a few thoughts tonight….
First, my kids crack me up. They are always doing or saying something that just floors me. I wish I would write these things down when they do/say them. I never can remember when I sit down to write.
We had pancakes for supper at L’s request. He loves his pancakes. However, M does not appear to like pancakes at all. She refused to eat them. Instead she ate cheese and a banana. I guess that’s probably more healthy than pancakes covered in butter & syrup.
I tried to multitask tonight. L & M were in the bathtub so I thought I would take advantage of having to be in the bathroom while they played by cleaning the bathroom. Let me tell you, it is very hard to sweep a floor while the kids are splashing water everywhere. They weren’t splashing until I needed to sweep the floor. M was also happy in the tub until I started cleaning. As soon as I picked up the broom & mop she wanted out. I did manage to finish though, just took some coaxing for them.
Right now L is telling me he’s tired. He’s ready to cuddle in my lap. Yep, I think that’s a good idea.
We’ve had some exciting news in our house this week. We are expecting another baby!! We are a little surprised but very excited. There are no greater blessings than children. The way I figure it I will be due the end of June. Another summer baby.
L made the big announcement in an interesting way to his class on Friday. He was having his fall party, his daddy & I went. The teacher asked him to say the prayer. He said “God please help me and Macy to be good big brothers and big sisters and be with the baby in mommy’s tummy” I immediately started crying. That was the sweetest prayer I’ve ever heard. And, what a way to announce it to his daycare, we had not even had a chance to tell all of our family.
Tonight we watched Robin Hood. After the movie was over L came down the hall carrying a bow, shotgun and light saber (all toys of course). His daddy asked him who he was going to fight. He looked at us like we were crazy and said “I’m just pretending”. He cracks me up, he keeps things interesting around here. I guess I better go try to put him to bed.
My little boy is just like his Daddy. He is very analytical. I just always want to remember the things that he does. Tonight he wanted to watch baseball when he went to bed to go to sleep. I couldn’t find baseball but as I flipped channels he caught a glimpse of the NASA channel. They were moving some big piece of equipment around, he made me leave it on that channel. It was so cute. That is definitely something his Daddy would do.
There are some days that I am sure I am going to lose my mind. Today was one of them. For some reason my 4 year old was either bouncing off the walls or whining all day. There was no in between. It was like something had got a hold of him this afternoon and he could not be still. He was destroying the house, wrestling with his sister, making his sister cry and arguing with his daddy and I. Then to top off the night, he wet his pants during Sunday night church. He hasn’t wet his pants in more than a year, I couldn’t believe it. Thank goodness he has been much calmer since we’ve been home from church tonight. I’m not sure I could keep my sanity if he was still acting out right now. Next challenge: bed time.
On the other hand baby girl was very pleasant today. That was a good thing, if she had been at my feet all day with him acting up I might have had to lock myself in a room to decompress for a bit.
Well, both my kids peed on the bathroom floor tonight. One before I mopped the floor and one after I mopped. I remember when, as a teenager, I told my mom that I was not born to clean toilets. Now I regularly clean up stuff that I would have considered to be more gross than a toilet. It’s amazing how your views and priorities change as you have kids.
Also, why is that when you need your kids to hurry up in the bath tub they want to play and cry when you make them get out. However, when you need them to stay occupied in the bath tub for a few minutes they cry to get out??? Tonight I put both kids in the tub after the first one peed on the floor. I thought that would be the perfect time to sweep & mop the floor, afterall I needed to sit in the bathroom as they bathed, I may as well get some chores done while I do it. As soon as I started sweeping M started throwing a fit to get out of the tub. She never does that. I swear, sometimes I think kids just know when you need to get something done and they make it their goal to keep you from accomplishing your task. Somehow I did manage to get the bathroom floor cleaned (twice since child 2 peed on it after I mopped), 2 loads of laundry folded and the dishwasher loaded before I finally gave up and crashed on the couch.